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My Green Thumbs

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This is one of those stories from the early days of Angora, that I wonder why I even told it. Oh, I know……..it really happened. I could be a little foggy on how much help I had when I went to the restroom. Looking down in the comments section , I have had a lot of THUMB debacles in my lifetime. When we were kids, well teenagers, Cec had Kenny and me building a new shop building out from the house in Smithwick. It was a pipe frame, a simple structure. The cross bracing was used sucker rod (the steel … Continue reading My Green Thumbs

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Wooden Pallets aren’t just for the homeless anymore.

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There is no greater honor than having your grandchildren ask you to do something with them. My granddaughter Holly wanted to build a bed-riser out of used pallets. So the two of us went to work repairing a bunch of pallets. She got the hang of using a power saw. I left her sanding and getting ready to stain them. She send me a photo later after she had the first group stained gray. Now I will awaited the finished project. I’ll tell you young men out there this girl is a real catch. She graduated from Baylor last December … Continue reading Wooden Pallets aren’t just for the homeless anymore.

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The Mean Streets of Houston

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As a boy going up in the small central Texas town of Marble Falls, I dreamed of getting out of high school and finding a vocation without ever needing to go on to college or any other formal education. I grew up in a family where operating equipment and driving trucks came at an early age. I thought a career as a truck driver and maybe even owning a fleet of trucks one day was in my future. I was a high school senior, but not yet eighteen. At that time, you could get your drivers license at 14 and … Continue reading The Mean Streets of Houston

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It Comes That Time When It’s Time To Throw In The Towel

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There have been a lot of happy years, but I finally think it’s time that I go a different direction. It seems like it has become more about money than about trying to please. As time has gone on, her equipment has become outdated and my tolerance level isn’t what it used to be. Sometime today it will become official. After over 20 years, of a mostly blissful relationship, DirectTV is showing up and when they get me hooked up, I’ll box up all this DishTV outdated crap and send it back. Wish me luck. This old dog doesn’t adapt … Continue reading It Comes That Time When It’s Time To Throw In The Towel

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I always heard this fellow was from Austin.

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Dr. Gerald “Jerry” Hurst was someone I used to often see on Forensic Files and other shows of that type that deal with crimes including arson. He seemed very knowledgeable and a foremost authority on the subject of arson. Sometime or the other it mentioned he was from Austin. I googled his name recently and found out he passed on back in 2015. He was an inventor that has several inventions to his credit. His bio mentions that he has a connection to White Out, the correction fluid. Perhaps a improved version. I thought Bette Nesmith Graham. an American typist, … Continue reading I always heard this fellow was from Austin.

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Is it only a coincidence?

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The Granite Mountain in Marble Falls put that little town on the map. When I was growing up it was called Texas Granite. (Now don’t get me wrong, I’m not an expert in the subject) Sometime in the 1970’s or 1980’s it was taken over by Coldspring Granite from Minnesota. (Depending on where you look on the internet, it is called Coldspring Granite and Cold Spring Granite) Coldsping Granite is a very old company from Cold Spring, Mn. So the creek at the base of Slaughter Mountain and converges with Backbone Creek just above FM 1431 that is called Coldspring … Continue reading Is it only a coincidence?

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People Don’t Always Remember What They Remember

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I once had a friend, Gerry Young, that mentioned in a conversation that we were having with an Equipmemt Salesman that he used to play on the same football team with Johnny “Ham” Jones. The fellow was very familiar with Ham Jones and what a good player he was. He even remembered some of the great tackles, and QB sacks and interceptions Gerry had made during his years of playing for the University of Texas. There was only one problem, Ham and Gerry played high school football together for the Pied Pipers of Hamlin, Texas not for the Longhorns. After … Continue reading People Don’t Always Remember What They Remember

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My Harvey Penick Story

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This really isn’t about Harvey Penick per se, instead involves his daughter. I used his name because it will grab ahold of just about anyone that has ever played the game of golf or has connection to The University of Texas. Below tells the Harvey Penick Story, and what he has meant to the game of golf: http://www.harveypenickgc.com/about-harvey-penick/ Mr. Penick owed a ranch down the road from us when Kenny and I were growing up down on the Bull Creek out of Jollyville. This would have been in the early 1960’s. I think it was Mr. Penick’s weekend get-away, but … Continue reading My Harvey Penick Story

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I’ve Been Abusing Drugs

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Maybe not abusing drugs in the normal sense of the word, but here’s what happened. Several years ago I was getting up to urinate several times during the night. So when I told my urologist the problem I was having she prescribed a medicine that was suppose to help it. I never could tell that it did much good so I didn’t renew my prescription. I just learned to live with it, as I’m able to write a story or two in the middle of the night when I can’t get back to sleep. The other day I was down … Continue reading I’ve Been Abusing Drugs

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Me and Sam

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Sam and I have been friends for a long time. Actually for over half a century. In just a couple of months, it will have been 49 years since we graduated from Marble Falls High School. I always insist that he wear that hat when we travel, it makes him look more like my chauffeur. After we got grown we didn’t see much of each other. We didn’t travel in the same circles. But about a decade ago we started running around together. I don’t get much of a kick out of driving and Sammy kind of enjoys being behind … Continue reading Me and Sam