Dink – The Man, The Myth, The Legend

Dink was a once in a lifetime friend. He could do things to a friendship that would test it beyond limits. I never went five minutes in his company without laughing. He was as much an comic entertainer as anyone you see now on TV or at a comedy club. Dink first entered my life when I was a pre-teen boy. He and my Dad worked construction together in the sixties. Dink was a hard worker and knew his trade. I guess you could say his specialty was road boring. That’s where a big machine drills a hole underneath a … Continue reading Dink – The Man, The Myth, The Legend

Charlie Savignac Hall

Charlie Hall is what Texas is about, born in Cleo, Kimble County, Texas, the 2nd son of Fred and Florence Hall. He leaves many descendants, friends, and relatives living throughout Texas. His daughter, Brenda Cason shared his accounting of his life….fascinating if you have not read it. March 10, 1988I am John Charles Savignac Hall, born on the “Bear Creek Ranch” at Cleo, Kimble County, Texas on September 7, 1911 – Cleo is no longer a Post Office – nothing left there – at one time there was a school there where my sister Helen and older brother Fred started … Continue reading Charlie Savignac Hall

A Thought Occurred To Me Today, Just As It Does Every Time I Leave Out of Llano And Head Up To Brady

I had graduated from high school shortly before, so this would have been an afternoon in the summer of 1970. I had landed the best gig I thought anyone possibly could. I was getting to drive a cattle truck for the Wenmohs Ranch. Joe Wenmohs only had one cattle truck at the time, a Ford Cabover that was turned up to where it would run with almost anything out on the highways. That tractor was hooked up to a 52’ triple deck Wilson aluminum trailer. That truck primarily ran from the Wenmohs Ranch out by Blue Lake, Llano County, to … Continue reading A Thought Occurred To Me Today, Just As It Does Every Time I Leave Out of Llano And Head Up To Brady

Gifts That Kept On Giving

When I was about 11 or 12 I started collecting cigarette coupons. Benson and Hedges coupons. You could trade them for prizes out of a catalog, just like trading stamps. There were two or three brands that fell under the B&H brand so they all had a little coupon attached to the package, beneath the cellophane cover. Extra rewards came when you bought a carton. Back in the 60s just about every adult that I was around smoked. Socks and Lois Jackson were still married at that time and I spent a lot of time over there with them. Lois … Continue reading Gifts That Kept On Giving

Sheep And Goat Feed Can Take On Another Look When It Gets Wet

I was filling up with gas one over at the Swift Mart. I had been feeding my Barbados the evening before, then it rained. An old friend, Damon Thurman came sauntering over and we were both leaning on the bed rail of my truck just guy talking. He noticed that a few feed pellets that had spilled out and became rain soaked. Even I could have mistaken them for something else, but I never hauled a dog with me, because I didn’t have one. He said “You nasty ba$&@#d why don’t you ever wash out the bed of your truck? … Continue reading Sheep And Goat Feed Can Take On Another Look When It Gets Wet

My Friend Tommy, A Marble Falls Original

Tommy was the only kid I ran around with that had any measure of responsibility. I’m sure there were others that were equally responsible, but we didn’t travel in the same circles. Tommy received his first car, a new 1968 Roadrunner. During our high school years we were seldom not in the company of each other during our off time. When I say he was responsible, I mean in terms of his belongings. He treated that Roadrunner like an old woman would treat her Chrysler New Yorker. He of course changed the oil and did routine service much more regular … Continue reading My Friend Tommy, A Marble Falls Original

Making Friends

It’s a funny thing about FaceBook and friendships. Let me tell you or remind you how I met Terry Robinson. Here goes: Terry was living up in the DFW area and was wanting to sell out and move down this way. In March of 2021 he thought something like if I do a search for someone that’s always posting about Bertram and Smithwick then I may find someone that has connections and may know of a place for sale in the area. Pretty ingenious thinking, right? When my name popped up he instant messaged me, introducing himself. The only problem … Continue reading Making Friends

My Tribute To Steve Latta

You Just Never Know How And Friendship May Get Started. This Story Is About A Feller That I Learn To Like, Against All Odds. You Ever Had A Feller Wanting Argue, And He Really Didn’t Have A Clue About The Subject At Hand? I’m not trying to pick on Steve Latta, but using this as an opportunity to show that you can actually have a bruh-haha on Facebook on live to see another day. My post about staking out a dog by cattle guards brought the crazies out. I wasn’t giving my opinion about the practice. I simply stated what … Continue reading My Tribute To Steve Latta

Larry Was Optimistic Right Up To The End

Several weeks before Larry Jackson passed away, I got a call from him. He wanted me to stop by and give him a hand with something. I’m thinking maybe he needs me to take his trash out to the big community cans by the street. He wasn’t so mobile, so even things like that were hard for him to do. In fact, almost impossible. When I got there he said “I’ve been thinking about converting my living and dining area into a recording studio”. He wondered if I could think of someone he could hire to do it. “But since … Continue reading Larry Was Optimistic Right Up To The End

The Need To Reconnect

Original writing of this was on May 22, 2019 Once again we face the reality of life and what comes afterwards. The life of our friend Larry Jackson ended this afternoon as he battled a number of serious health issues. I stood by his bedside as he took his last breath. I had a Columbarium plaque made for him that I thought fitting. A LITTLE HISTORY ABOUT OUR RELATIONSHIP. I guess I probably first met Larry some 50 or so years ago, lost touch for several decades and then reconnected here on Facebook about 10 years ago. It wasn’t always … Continue reading The Need To Reconnect