The Race Was On

This is a story of one of the greatest car races ever held in Smithwick. His name was Curtis Brown Parker. Brown Parker was how he was known. Brown was the person my Dad looked up to more, maybe than anyone else. Brown was several years older that Cecil Lewis. I believe that Brown help him become a man in more ways than one in his early days in Smithwick, Texas. However in the 1940s Brown and Eula moved to California, the same as a lot of people did during that period of time. Eula was one of the Turkey … Continue reading The Race Was On

Making Money At Black Jack (well not exactly)

UPDATE: This is a post from a couple of weeks ago. My son Jason questioned me about it. We even set down and simulated it at the kitchen table. A little while later he sent me a text with the following link. Seems that when I first thought about it, I was a couple of centuries too late. It even has name, The Martindale System – named that in 1939. Oh well, I should have looked it up on Wikipedia back in the 80s. Wait, we didn’t have such a thing, now did we. https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Martingale_(probability_theory) I was sitting around one … Continue reading Making Money At Black Jack (well not exactly)

Always holding out hope that families can come together

This is the time of year when you want to see things come together. It’s painful standing by watching people have their differences, especially when it’s within a family. I always think about how when these situations play out with neither side wanting to budge and many times it’s gone on so long that people don’t even know what originally happened that got them where they are. Life is not perfect and people make mistakes. To me it’s about carrying things too far. Everyone needs to get over themselves at some point. Following is a story that I have been … Continue reading Always holding out hope that families can come together

The Baby Left In A Basket By The Door

This is a story I will tell from the bits and pieces I’ve gathered up from various sources, including accounts on the internet. It seems there was a Jones family that lived in Oklahoma. W.W. and Mandy Jones were both born in 1874 so they probably had been married for a while by 1914. On the morning of June 1, 1914, they found a newborn baby girl at their door. They took that baby and raised her as their own. This baby was named Laura Mae. Most likely the Jones Family was driven out of Oklahoma by drought and the … Continue reading The Baby Left In A Basket By The Door

Never Assume The Best Mousetrap Has Already Been Invented

Ryan was probably the more studious of the two brothers. Roy was the more sociable. There was a third brother by the name of Ricky. He was in the middle by age and there was a younger sister, Monica. But Ryan and Roy were the two that I was the most familiar with. Ryan was the same age as my oldest son Matt . Roy and my second son Mike were in the same grade. They went to school together for about six years in Dripping Springs. Ryan and Matt were pretty much alike both having more reserved personalities. They … Continue reading Never Assume The Best Mousetrap Has Already Been Invented

A Thanksgiving Feast With Charlie & Minnie

Charlie and Minnie were an old couple I’ve written about a lot over the years. They showed up in Smithwick ready to campout down by the river but ended up staying in the Old House, as we called it. This was where my grandparents, Theron & Leona had lived before his passing, and the house where all the Smithwick Lewis Clan had resided for decades. Minnie wasn’t a tidy housekeeper by anyone’s estimation. I guess living in an old farmhouse without a screen door would make it hard to keep things clean. Especially if you had a strong penchant for … Continue reading A Thanksgiving Feast With Charlie & Minnie

A Baugh Family Thanksgiving

I am so Thankful that FaceBook allows this to be a smaller world and that we can come together as family. On Tuesday, 2 days before Thanksgiving we were able to welcome many of Madeline’s family, most that she hadn’t met before or had only seen a limited number of times. There were cousins that she knew existed, but as often times happens, only a long ago funeral were the only thing that would have brought them together. In the Baugh Family, we found so many wonderfully nice folks. Everyone came and contributed food to allow us to have a … Continue reading A Baugh Family Thanksgiving

Why I Appreciate AI, As It Polishes My Words And Makes Me Seem Bright.

I am forever being asked, did you really write that or was it AI? This morning I’ll share what I wrote and then the difference AI made in regurgitating it. Perhaps AI can go it alone, but I’m not sure how that would work. But I’m willing to give it a try. That will be the third entry. My Thoughts: I Am Thankful  For my family, near and distant, the specialness of what being a grandparent brings For my life, present and of old and a sound mind and mostly good health  For friendships that have endured a lifetime  And … Continue reading Why I Appreciate AI, As It Polishes My Words And Makes Me Seem Bright.

LBJ was a unique piece of work

I had a fellow tell me about this barber we both know in Austin that got a call one time summoning him to cut LBJ’s hair. When it came time to settle up, he was told that he shouldn’t charge for his services, because cutting the Presidents hair was an honor. Well that was the one and only haircut that Lyndon got off of him. That story reminded me of the following happening: I went down to the LBJ Library and got them to run me a copy to cassettes of all of Lyndon’s phone calls while he was in … Continue reading LBJ was a unique piece of work