Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Country Bumpkins Out After Dark
John and I went to the historical meeting at my hometown last night to hear a lady speak about the little berg where I was born. She is an ancester of the people the community is named after. Too bad she didn't show up so a man from San Antonio took her place and had a lot of interesting information about a house in San Antonio and future plans. When I was growing up I didn't realize I was living so close to so much history. The Battle Of Medina was supposedly fought in this area but there is doubt now , that info. is correct. A man near my hometown has been in the newspapers and TV news lately for the artifacts he has found on his property. The main article being a button he thinks is off a military man's uniform. I am puzzled though as the tableware he found looked just like what we use now. Maybe that hasn't changed that much as there were other things that looked very old. Guess I'm always a little on the Doubting Thomas side. Thinking after all these years you would think with all the plowing and growing and harvesting everything would have been found by now. Oh well I'll bet someone can tell me I'm wrong. The lady who was supposed to speak was going to talk about three families and one name is the name of the house I was born in so that is why I was so interested in hearing all this. It was nice to see an old classmate and other people I know and don't see very often. My daddy didn't own the house, he farmed the place and we were allowed to live in the house. I can remember a Christmas and an Easter there. I remember my sister being born there and I remember looking down the stairs into the basement but not going down there. I remember lighting striking the mules and javelina hogs in the field. Mama and Daddy rolling up the linoleum after moving the furniture into the yard. All their friends coming over to dance and they wouldn't let me stay up.