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Beau Wann, Jr.
Hey Sis J...thanks for the picture...if you notice the vacant lot across the street from the shamrock, on the right side of the picture, they built the Ramada Towers...my dad was the ironworker foreman on that job...it was the first lift slab job ever...owned by none other than Mr GEORGE GOBEL, the classic funny man hisownself...I dont know if they have torn it down yet, but it was closed for years because the design became unstable...Mr Gobel visited it once and my dad got to meet him...he was my dads favorite funny man...
My uncles all worked on the Shamrock when it was built around 1951 or so...when the pool opened, it was one of the largest in the whirld, and they had a ski boat pull some skiers in it...I think I swam in it once...maybe...also do you remember the Hall there that we had the prom???? and the subsequent 20th reunion???? THE EMERALD ROOM...
when my beloved was at Texas Womens Hospital in 1987, we sadly got to see it torn down from her room window...it was a stubborn old structure, they tried dynamite, and the building just shrugged and said, "is that all you got"???? So they had to bust it down with cranes and wrecking balls...took em quite a spell too, as I recollect...sorry to see a part of Houston history removed...I guess thats progress...bah humbug says I...
Gettin closer and closer to S hour...(S=Santa) for all you believers out there...that and the birth of our Lord and Savior...We, Diane and I, will be at Christmas eve services, together, like we have been for the last 28 years...one of my favorite moments of the year...wish I could take our critters with us...they are family too...but I guess the Lord takes special care of em...Well, he did send em to our house now didnt he, so I guess he knew perzactly what he was doing...
I gave Jack his Chirstmas present early, just because he was looking sooooo cute...he came in and handed me a package of catnip toys for the cats...so, I gave him another rubber chicken...now I wish I hadnt, because he is driving me crazy with squeeking it and bringing it too me to throw so he can fetch it, and over and over...
Oh wait, there it goes, in my boot...good boy jack...
Peaches, one of my little kitties, likes to lick the ice in your drink, or drink whatever youre drinkin, out of YOUR glass...I shooed her off, and she just muttered as she stalked off...ever now and again looking back over her shoulders at me, glaring her little kitty glare...thought I was home free...but noooooooo...I was watching an old movie, The Human comedy, with Mickey Rooney...good wartime/homefront movie...anyhoo, I wasnt paying attention to my drink, and Big Oliver had jumped up on the end table and when I looked, he had stuck his head way down into my glass, (plastic togo cup)...just as I couldnt believe my eyes, his head got stuck in the cup, and he raised up and got water and ice all over his face and head, and the end table and the floor and the couch and just about everywhere else you could possibly get water...dang near drowned hisownself...got the cup off his head, and he just licked the water from his nose and chin...his fur is so thick, with an undercoat, the wet never gets to his skin, so he doesnt know he's wet...much like a polar bear...
Big Oliver stalks off, mutterin to hisownself, and glarin at me thinking I had done this foul deed to him...so off he goes, jumps up on the table where the manger scene is and tumps over the camel and ALL THREE wise men and jumps in his basket and curls up and goes to sleep...I dont know why he knocks the camel and the three wise men over, but he does every time he gets up there...that ol boy is curious, curiously strange...
Now, Annie-bob has pushed my wallet and keys and loose change and anything else she can push, smooth off on the floor...never a dull moment around the Wann Zoo...
Guess I will sign off for now...nights seem to get more reverent and serene as the magic hour approacheth...I know, it's just in me head, but it is there...
so, take care and be merry...
and dance like no one is watching...DOD
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