By PATRICK ALCATRAZ
Editor-In-Chief
BASTROP, Texas - You can go to Dallas and find every excitable glimmer of glitz your little heart may desire. You can head for the Texas Coast and find a pleasant evening walking the sands, cocktail in hand. You can head a bit west and find the leathered essence of The West. But drive Texas 21 on the way here and see a bit of Old, Old Texas.
There are clear signs of the past everywhere in The Lone Star State - from falling homes that served as family comfort 150 years ago, to economic general stores still holding hard to ancient Enco gas pumps that no longer work, to faces that come at you as if from a screen showing a Sam Peckinpah movie.
I love the old vehicles you see abandoned and rusting in front yards, wild brush and just about anywhere someone wanting to unload a broken-down vehicle can leave it without drawing the local law's heat. They're all over the place along the backroads of Texas, serving as free postcards from a very long time ago.
What is it about our aging vehicles? We park them under a mesquite and forget about them, as if to leave them there is to see them move into the motorized beyond. Up near Amarillo, some guy planted a dozen or so Cadillacs hood-first into the hard panhandle ground in a sort of homage to that particular vehicle model. Elsewhere, it's mournful-looking Ford pickups and tractors and big-finned cars that no doubt inspired the designer of Batman's wheels. If rust could smell, it would be the neat smell of once-fine leather moving across the weedy lots that serve as background for some of the state's oldest buildings - frame, tin-roofed homes no longer in the societal mix.
Yet, it is a beauty of sorts we're watching as we roll into town looking for Maxine's, where the cheeseburger will be served without cheese to a wandering non-cheese eater. There, our favorite waitress, the eloquent Barbara of the Big Black hair, will flash her best smile and tell me, again, that she is not Maxine, no. (Little joke between us). Today, I'll ask her about the abandoned vehicles on the road into town, and, hopefully, she won't tell me she used to ride in some of them. Barbara is getting up there in years, but, then, who isn't?
In any case, it's a cool, sun-splashed day in the Austin area and we're thinking that, yeah, it's a good day to check out the roadside attractions and, of course, the best time of the year for some genuine country grub...
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11 comments:
What a great Blog. Good story again today. We should have one about the Valley. Maybe one day.
Hey Patrick, since we are now Kowntry, as my old gal, Mary Sue use say.
How about, "Got no reason for going home". Gene Watson, I use to step it at Gruene, sometime back
ANONYMOUS:...Thanks for the kind words. BTW, we'd heard of Tex Watson, but never of Gene. Not a bad song, no sir.... - Editor
Great Blog, good stories about Texas, maybe the next time, you come South you can write an artcle or two about Rio Grande City, or Star County, lots of great history on the area.
Very Good blog, informative, just good all around.
Wow, good two stepping music, feel so good, heading for Las Cazuelas for sweet bread and coffee. Good Job, Mr. Editor, best blog in South Texas.
You have been there, it is in Harlingen. Well, I meant to Las Cazuelas.
Just one comment, is it possible this is the area where Jr. Bonner, bought that nice el Camino??? That vehicle was way to nice for Bonner to drive anyway. Like that music, not bad.
ANON:...We do have plans for a run-through the Rio grande Valley, and Rio Grande City will be a stop. Tell me, is the Four Of Diamonds Pool Hall still open downtown. What about the LaBorde House? I stayed there once, in the Pancho Villa Room. Interesting hotel, yes...- Editor
What, is somneone complaining about this blog? Why? Good writing and good reading. Must be some idiot. Just keep doing what you're doing, Tribune.
Agree, with anon, good readings. One of the best blogs in South Texas. As Johnny Canales use to say: You got it!!!
Patrick your good friend Juan Montoya is back on line. I know both of you are pro-journalist as is Jerry Deal.
Unlike someone in Harlingen than thinks he is, but isn't, his name is chap, about 4ft 8 inches tall. I don't know his name. But he is delusional and self promotes himself, as the best blog in town.
Hey about that stealth fighter, who would think the Chineese would be investing in weapons.
They should clean the air in China that is utterly unhealthy.
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