Walnut Room this way
Friday, January 27, 2012
Elvis had dropped by the campus to help some students in the Writing Center. Now personally, I think he was a bit overdressed for college, but then, it is Elvis. A guy who went to a gig in 1955 wearing orange pants and a lilac shirt is definitely a little over the top. As Pete and I were leaving, he swung by Elvis' house, which is just down from the campus. They are preparing to make some additions to the museum, but I don't know what they are at this time. It was very quiet and deserted looking, as it typically is this time of the year, at least in mid-week.
We got back to campus--after driving through a thunderstorm--just in time for me to make my 4:30 meeting in the dean's office. The meeting was scheduled for 4:30-5:00. At 6:00, Randy finally gave up waiting for me to finish (we are down to one vehicle this week) and went to get gas and go to the pharmacy. Of course, that is when I finished, and it was dark, cold, raining, and I was 2 blocks from my office. My friend who was also at the meeting generously drove me to the pharmacy to meet Randy. It is good to have generous people in your life, isn't it?
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
WARNING: I am going to be talking about septic tanks, human waste, and sewage. While it is not graphic, it is a topic some folks don't want to acknowledge: people have snot in their noses, and have to expel bodily wastes of urine and feces. It all has to go somewhere.
Now, I know I am no expert on this sort of thing, even though I grew up in the "country" and know plenty about outhouses, cesspools, leach fields, and septic tanks. (I am talking the literal country, not the semi-country of today where folks live a few miles from town or city and have the inconvenience of a septic system but act like they are on city sewage.) Long before you had the business of people who came out with a big truck and vacuumed out the septic tank, the only way to clean it out was...yep, open it up and clean it out. I recall my dad doing that once---I imagine at that moment he was wondering why he married and had 3 kids, and why someone decided that cleaning out a cesspool was men's work.
Rand had to install a "gate" in the section of fence near where they needed to bring the equipment, and they told him it was a superb job. True, he hinged it, added two locks at top and bottom, and was probably thinking the whole time "who decided this is men's work." Given that I was in Mound Bayou with my class, picking up glass, trash, and ceiling tile...along with sleeping on an air mattress and channeling summer camp with communal showers and bathrooms...he does not have my sympathies.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
This modern building was built sometime after 1959.
Concrete screenblocks--for that relentless West Texas sun.
Gear: the saddle had a 4 inch horn, wrapped in hide, in order to dally the rope around it; it only had one cinch, in the front, not two; saddle had a high fork and cantle, not flat; saddle was decorated ornately with "hoss jewelry" and sat on a Navajo blanket; used a single rein, not a double; stirrups were bell-shaped or oxbow, often ornamental, and covered with tapaderos--a leather covering over the front of the stirrup with flaps that extended 28 inches or more below the stirrup.
Dress: chaps were knee length, not full length; boots were high heel, not flat; hat (hard to tell in the photo, but you can see this is a rolled brim) was flat crowned and flat brimmed; wore a "dress, suit-style" vest with a silk back and buttoned front, and a kerchief.
In a pink Cadillac he blew into town and appeared before a near capacity crowd of teenagers and adults at the Breckenridge High School Auditorium Wednesday night.As usual, "girls swooned" and their boyfriends complained.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
The results are a little murky to me, but there was no evidence presented that the sisters had been unduly pressured or misled, or that they were mentally incompetent to execute such gifts. I found one of the most interesting things about the episode to be the reference to the sisters as "the girls" in the legal documents filed. "The girls" at the time of the suit were in their 80s.
I love the "bracketed architecture" over the doorway and the embedded clock!
Monday, January 16, 2012
I like the design and color of the windows. They are relatively simple, rather like the austerity of the building.
The variety of building styles in small communities--ranging from grand to the simplest of structures--always brings more questions than answers.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Saturday, January 14, 2012
And yes, I remember as a child going to Bailey's ice house in Newcastle, and getting a block of ice. It would make a big "thump" sound when it came down the chute and hit the door. Dad would use an ice pick to chip it up, usually for making homemade ice cream. If you have never done it, chipping ice is a slow and tedious process!
Friday, January 13, 2012
Thursday, January 12, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Photo courtesy Glenn Sudduth
It has been a busy week here for the class, and though we have enjoyed our stay immensely, we are feeling the tired and everyone is getting anxious to go home. We have been busy pretty much non-stop most of the time since our arrival. This morning, most of the students went up to the Delta Boutique, located in the St. Gabriel Mercy Center, to do some shopping. It's been raining and that has kept us indoors most of the time today. We were finalizing the asset map and the building inventory, though, so it worked out okay. They also finished the last of the physical service work we were able to do during our time here.
Photo courtesy Glenn Sudduth
This is the vision for the area between Main and West Main, where the train tracks were originally located.
Photo courtesy of Glenn SudduthTomorrow morning is clean-up of the facility where we have been staying, and then the students will pack up and head home. I have one more meeting to attend and then I'll be going that way as well. It is hard to believe the week has gone by so quickly, and even harder to believe that I will be back at work for the spring semester on Friday.