Grandma (Gma) has been on a quest to make lasting memories

Madeline always told her grandchildren that she would take them on a special trip when they graduate from high school. It was up to each one of them to figure out where they’d go and they could also take a friend. Then she made a photo book chronicling their trip. Tyler, the oldest went into the Marine’s after high school, so his trip was delayed. When he got out of the service, she took him to Cuba. Just the two of them. Holly wanted to see Paris and other parts of France. Her friend Meagan went too. Nathan wanted to … Continue reading Grandma (Gma) has been on a quest to make lasting memories

Pat’s Saddle

I was visiting with Pat Taylor this morning about making the move from Loving, Texas where he has spend the better part of five decades, back to Burnet County. He mentioned all the stuff you can accumulate in that length of time. He was telling about his many saddles that he has acquired over the years. He mentioned of all the saddles he has the Dee Collier Saddle he got back in 1965 was his all time favorite. I told him that I would check around and see what I could find out about Dee Collier Saddle Maker. Sure enough … Continue reading Pat’s Saddle

My Senior Trip To California

It was a trip that I will always remember. While it was a trip that took place during my senior year, it wasn’t “The Senior Trip“. Our Senior Trip wasn’t quite so exciting or far away. It was an all day trip to San Antonio. Since I was working across the street from the school at Luther-McDuff Chevrolet, Buick and Oldsmobile, I was offered a chance to help get some vehicles out to California. I was in a program that allowed me to get out of school at noon in my senior year and work at the dealership. It was … Continue reading My Senior Trip To California

A Trip To Pennsylvania

The week I graduated from high school, May 1970, I was invited to take a trip up to Schuylkill Haven, Pennsylvania. There was a slight catch to it, the trip wasn’t going to pay much or maybe nothing at all. But all expenses were paid for. There were 5 of us traveling together. Price Allen “Pat” Taylor, a MF school chum – year older than me, Kenny and Vickey Jackson, and a gal by the name of Martha Rucker.Pat and I were making the trip just to help transfer vehicles, but the other 3 were moving there to be employed … Continue reading A Trip To Pennsylvania

Beloved

I went to view the wonderful artwork of Akiane at the Beloved Gallery in Marble Falls. This was an amazing experience. If you haven’t seen this art exhibit, make an appointment to go see it. You will be treated to a wonderful guided tour through the Gallery. It starts off with a 18 to 20 minute video that tells the story of Akiane. Afterwards you go at your own pace to view some of this amazing child’s (now a woman) work. The whole thing lasts an hour. If you leave there feeling like you didn’t get your moneys worth let … Continue reading Beloved

Eating at Jim’s Coffee Shop

It’s been a long running thing between my older two granddaughters, Holly and Emma and me about where to eat breakfast. Anytime I would bring up about going to Jim’s they’d throw a wall-eyed fit about not wanting to go there. They’d say it’s an old people’s place to eat and things like “We hate that place, the food is awful”. I would reassure them that yes it may be a little dated, but the food was still good. But rather than listen to a bunching of whining we’d usually go elsewhere. Not long ago it came up about going … Continue reading Eating at Jim’s Coffee Shop

It’s been 1 year

Everything changed one year ago. I could no longer write stories about Kenny Lewis, in my most honest voice unless they were telling about his finer virtues. No more poking fun at him, where he would need to defend himself. Not that he would ever join us here on Facebook. But he had surrogates, that kept in informed. Then he would always set the record straight through them, mostly his son Kody. Over the past year I have retold a few stories about things that involved Kenny, but it’s never been the same. Very little is the same. There are … Continue reading It’s been 1 year