Turtles are the only thing living in our stock tanks for the past few years, after we cleaned them out and enlarged them. An order for fish to stock them has been made, therefore it’s time to lessen the turtle … Continue reading Shooting Turtles
This is my own phonetic breakdown – (Ode-E-Un, said real fast) Well my friends Lee & Annette Ussery sent me the transcript of the conversations of a bunch of area people gathered around the Ussery place several years ago, talking about Lee Odiorne and many funny and amusing stories that were told about him. Lee had passed on by that time, but his legacy still lives on through the stories that continue to be told about him. The following story was told by Joe Wennmohs:Lee & another fella were driving between Lampasas and Lometa, drinking whiskey and taking things real … Continue reading This is one of the tall tales about Lee Odiorne (O’-di-orn)
This is the story of a piece of land I got up in Dallas one time, to settle a debt. Here goes: These real estate deals can be crazy. Outfit owed me about $300k on an apartment project in Houston in the 1990s.I put a lien on it and waited about 2 years.They wanted to sell the project so they had to square with me.They had 21 acres in south Dallas they gave me in trade for releasing the lien. How can I go wrong owning 21 acres in Dallas, with I-35 frontage? Except when I sold it about a … Continue reading Not Every Land Deal Will Make You Money
This was written almost 10 years ago. Don’t get me wrong I’m not planning on checking out anytime soon, but we went up and got Bluebonnet Memorials to make us a headstone. I’m showing it off because of the bluebonnets … Continue reading Funerals
While this is the grave marker that is on his grave, there was another one that set on his front porch for years. He had commissioned the original one to be made with the epitaph as you see below. Sometime … Continue reading Lee Odiorne’s Tombstone
Ronnie Lewis Beloved Family Man and Cherished Grandfather A hard worker, known for his honesty. He spoke the truth, most of the time. A master storyteller, sharing tales of his life, A subject he knew best, full of laughter and light. His mind was sharp, though it had its days,But at heart, he was the real deal, always. Continue reading My Epitaph
About this time of the year, October 1974 took us down past Huntsville to do a drainage project. It was a new development on Lake Livingston called Waterwood. It was aptly named, especially that year. We were in a piney … Continue reading 1974 was a really wet year over in San Jacinto County, Eastern Texas
The name “Falfurrias” antedates Anglo association with the area, and its derivation is uncertain. Town founder Edward C. Lasater claimed that it was a Lipan word meaning “the land of heart’s delight”. Others believed that it was the Spanish name … Continue reading Ever Wonder Where The Town Of Falfurrias Got It’s Name
Ruby Waggoner was my dad’s mother. She and my grandfather had divorced when Cecil was very young. He was raised by his dad, Theron and a host of aunts, uncles and his grandparents. Ruby Lee, Grannie Ruby or Grannie was a big part of our life going up. She lived in Austin and visited her often. She was one funny old gal that laughed a lot and made the rest of us laugh. Any time after I was grown and had projects around North Austin, I’d stop by even if for just a few minutes. One day she and I … Continue reading The Fire
This story is one of the more puzzling things I have encountered lately. In about 2010, I pulled up to the Shell Station and dropped someone off that had been riding with me. I was on the side of the … Continue reading The Man – Goat Head – 2008 (the inscription that was on the lid of the box)
Angora Chronicles 