Beau Wann, Jr.
TJ, the church is still pretty, just some minor flaws, old age, on a few pews. Lots of work has been done over the years, bringing it up to code and asthetic appeal. They sold the old manse on Latexo, and has that money working for them. Plus, oaks is renting out the two sunday school wings to a daycare center.
A very profitable daycare from what I've heard, with a waiting list of customers. The daycare has agreed to take care of all costs on upgrades and repairs, permits, insurance etc. That just might save the church and allow it to have a scant 30 members in attendance on any Sunday. The cornerstone was layed in 46 or 48 methinks. There is a plaque on the front of the church comemorating that occasion.
Diane tells me that in the 70s or sometimes whereabouts, Oaks had about 800 members and had two sunday worships. Then came the split over........???? Who knows? When I joined in 82, I think we were down to 200 members and got worse from there, then got better, then worse etc. Well, life goes round and round. But, I certainly do love that old church.
The Baptist temple down along 19th or 20th has sold some of it's property. I remember several funerals there that I attended as a young DuBarry lad. I recollect Jimmie Lee and a few others talk about being members of that church. The times of our youte....where has it gone? Long time passing!
Very nice eenin tonight. Wind still out of the South Southwest, and coolish as well. Fireflies winking at me and the pups. Sitting on the deck, had a pup on either side of me to pet. Good thing I have two hands. Outside Kitty, "Miss Kitty", likes to tease the pups. She comes over to the base of the fence and jumps straight up and sits on a fence post. Jack and Dixie have a fit when she does that.
She seems to be a regular here at the wannderosa, lucky us. I see her little footprints here and there. We have a lot of dirt that she seems fond of and rolls in it with an air of joy, graceful joy. I've seen about 3 or 4 other cats prowling about the premises. "Good", I say! The more cats, the less vermin. Dont see them much in the daytime, so they're not after birds, just snakes and mice. Yea! ! !
I guess our bobcat has widened it's home range. If he was still around, wouldnt be any domestic cats scampering about. Went into town today. Voted for one of two candidates running for state office, then on to the courthouse to renew license plates for the trailer. What a joy that is here, and a trip to hell in harris county.
All those familiar with Royers Cafe in Roundtop, will be pleased to note that they are expanding to a location in old downtown Brenham, just off the square on Market street, and in another location on 290 next to the South Texas Tack Shop. They say late 2018 and sometime in 2019. Projected plans for expansion generally dont realize on or about the date projected, if they ever really materialize. We will see what we will see!
I remember Goodsons cafe up towards tomball on Huffsmith Korville road. There was a fantastic place to eat. They expanded and had a satellite cafe on the northwest corner of Gessner and I-10. Food was good, but it just never caught on for some reason. Now they are in Tomball proper. Dont know how they are doing but hope all is well. A really great place to eat is Als Diner in Tomball. Finest southern comfort food in the whirld. Here I am talking about food, and me on a diet !
tried to make some Gumbo, and opened the wrong package. Turned out to be creole! Opened the Gumbo package anyway and we had both. YUK... The gumbo and the creole are supposedly creations of Tony P from houston. Cant remember his last name, but it was on the package. I certainly wouldnt put my name on something that vile. Too much salt in it. Wasted a package of shrimp and a link of sausage in that crap.
I tried doctoring it up to make it edible, and only thing that worked was 1/4 cup of catsup. I love catsup. It made it almost palatable. Finally just chunked it all out. Took it down to the creek to see if the coons would eat it. It was still there this morning! Now that's bad stuff folks if the coons wont eat it. We know how to make a roux, just thought we'd save time if we got a prepackaged one. Well that didnt work out now did it! See what happens when you take shortcuts.
Zatarain and Tony Cacheres are not any better. I've forgotten what real good gumbo and creole tastes like. Oh well that's life on the funny farm I reckon!
Here it is past midnight and I'm dragging my feet on going to bed. I just hate the night time. Cant sleep, waking up almost every hour. Went to see mah sawbones, Doc Holiday, for a regular checkup and he's ordered a sleep test. ANOTHER STINKIN TEST? I asked if I would have time to study for it. He tried to ignore me, but laughed anyway. Plus he gave me a pop quiz right then and there on the spot. "On a scale of 0 to 3, 3 being most likely to doze off, and 0 being least likely";
1: Sitting down? Well, that's a 3.
B. Watching TV? That's a 3 for sure.
3. Conversing with someone? Depending on who it is, most likely a 3.
E. going to bed? Depends on where bed is. 0 if it's actually in bed, 3 if I'm between wherever and bed.
5. Driving. would like it to be a 3, but glad it's not.
7. Riding in a car. 0 but would like it to be a 3
Here's one they left off, so I wrote it in. Sitting on the tractor, stopped with motor off. a 3 of course
Doc says It's some kind of device you hook up to yourself, he didnt say where. I already cant sleep now, how am I suppose to get any shuteye with some tarnation of a contraption clamped to me? I think I'll call and cancel it, just tell em I'm sleepin like a baby...a colicky one, but a baby nonetheless.
Guess I'll deplane for now. Keep the sun at your six and ride boldly ride...with the AC on max cold of course.
your frien and Rip Van Winkles sleepless cousin Cephus Van Wannkles esq...
Post script: The Official CHIMACS (Chappell Hill Intergalactic meteorological and cornpone society) equipment registered 99 on Wednesday. Methinks the temp gauge has gone dodgey on us. Gonna have to order another one from Earls Lucky Feed store in Houndsduck Kaintuck. Oh bother!
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