A Trip To See The Doctor

A few years ago, my wife and I were getting ready to leave for a trip of a lifetime. A trip that I was really excited about. We were flying up to Calgary Canada and getting on a train to spend the next few days traveling west to Vancouver. The train moved along during the daytime, stopping at night, allowing us to sleep in nice hotel rooms. Once we got to Vancouver, we spent a day or so there then boarded a cruise ship for a trip up to Alaska to see the amazing sights and then back again, where … Continue reading A Trip To See The Doctor

Mobile Phones On The Cheap

After the prosperous years of the 80’s came the real estate bust of the late 80’s and early 90’s. Kenny, Coy (of double tailed quarter fame) and I were teamed up again doing work together. The days of mobile phones had given way to pagers and pay phones. Mobile phones were very costly in the early days. My average phone bill in the 80’s was $1,000 – $1,200 per month. And that wasn’t for the whole company, that was just me. I stayed on the phone constantly, conducting business and doing a fair share of BSing. Those costs just weren’t … Continue reading Mobile Phones On The Cheap

Don’t Be Passing On The Shoulder

When I drive around Houston now I reflect on how much different it was in 1975-76. Where there are freeways and toll roads everywhere, back then you used a lot of 2 lane roads to get around. We were living over in the Alief area of southwest Houston and traveled Highway 6 a lot. There was intersection at Richmond Rd. or Westhiemer Rd. where traffic would back up for a half mile and take 30 minutes to get through. One Friday afternoon Madeline, the baby and I were leaving Houston to spend the weekend at Marble Falls. We had been … Continue reading Don’t Be Passing On The Shoulder

The Highway Patrolman Down By Paleface Park

Besides racing Shetland’s at Paleface and eating lots of BBQ at the Paleface Store I have one other story that connects to that area. One Sunday morning Kenny, Karen, Madeline and I were heading from Marble Falls to our great grandmother Purcell’s for a birthday celebration at Luling. I was driving Madeline’s new 1974 Pontiac Granville with that big 455 cubic inch engine in it. Most likely I was exceeding the speed limit. Oh of course I was. Because of gas rationing they had just reduced the speed limit to a maximum of 55 MPH statewide, so almost everyone broke … Continue reading The Highway Patrolman Down By Paleface Park

The Shetland Jockey’s At Paleface Park

It’s always fun listening to kids, starting back when I was one, dreaming about where their life would take them. “What I want to be when I grow up”, kind of stuff. Then I heard it from the next generation, my kids and their friends. Now I get to hear the dreams of my own grandchildren. I’m going to be a pro-ball player. I’m going to be an astronaut. Life is made of dreams. I was no different. Well maybe a little different. As I got on up in my teen years I just thought more about doing whatever it … Continue reading The Shetland Jockey’s At Paleface Park

C’est la vie

We have talked about small town police chiefs lately. It caused me to think back to an incident that happened in our fair little town a few years ago. Bertram had a new police chief, I guess he was. It was a department of one, I think. So I’m not sure how chiefly he was. One day we headed out of town, to San Antonio to a wedding. Madeline was driving, with me in the front passenger seat and daughter in law Katherine in the back seat. This was a time when Bertram had the notable distinction of being one … Continue reading C’est la vie

Vernon Blizzard

After a lifetime of thinking I knew how to spell his name I recently found out it is Blisard. With it being the time of year when the temperatures are cooling down, let me tell you about a Blizzard we once experienced. His name was Vernon (Blizzard) Blisard. He worked with my grandmother Ruby at the State School. That was in the early 1960s, over in west Austin. I don’t know what Vernon did at work but away from work he traded in Shetland ponies. He didn’t just deal in them, he was a Major Shetland Pony Trafficker. If you, … Continue reading Vernon Blizzard

The Double Cross

There are things that happen in our lives that leave us wondering about human nature. This story left me feeling less trustful. I had become very good friends with an old gentleman that was my neighbor. Upon his retiring after a long and successful career as an excavation contractor in Austin, I bought his office and yard and several pieces of his equipment. I didn’t buy his business per se, and I’ve alway questioned why I didn’t. He had almost cornered the market on doing the big excavation projects around Austin. Oh well, I guess things work out. One of … Continue reading The Double Cross

A Young Man And His Dog

Thinking about and talking about goats today brought to mind perhaps the finest and best trained Border Collie that ever lived. Rennie was her name. She belonged to my brother Kenny. He got her at about 6 months old when he was a freshman in high school. He raised her and trained her. She was good working goats or cattle, as long as Kenny was there to give her commands. He got her to the point that he could walk out of the door at the house and tell her to go get the goats. The goats were always housed … Continue reading A Young Man And His Dog

Lacy Dog, Blue Lacy, Lacy Hog Dog or just a Lacy

By whatever name you call it, it’s all the same thing it appears. But one thing there is not in dispute about; they have a real history right here in Burnet County and the surrounding area. The following link credits HC Wilkes with starting to call them Blue Lacy’s in the 1990’s. I sure remember that being the one thing they were called well before 1990, most likely by HC Wilkes and many other others. I think the most common name I heard was Lacy Hog Dog. The article below tells us a lot about the breed. Check out the … Continue reading Lacy Dog, Blue Lacy, Lacy Hog Dog or just a Lacy