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Thursday, January 17, 2013 • Updated January 18, 2013 9:22 AM • Photos
“The various structures at Horseshoe Bay, even those of strictly functional purpose, are carefully designed to blend into the countryside.” (Texas Parade Magazine, January 1972) Cousins Wayne and Norman Hurd were the developers of Horseshoe Bay, and they hired a Dallas architecture firm to help execute their dream. Ronald Glen Bradshaw of The Architects Partnership worked closely with the Hurds to produce the timeless look of Horseshoe Bay that we all enjoy today.
Thursday, March 1, 2012 • Posted February 29, 2012
Is the need to be frugal inherited or learned? I’ve always wondered. My mother’s family was well known, as my daddy would say, for being “tighter than Dick’s hatband.” My great grandfather Klutts would jack up his Model-T Ford and put blocks under each axel so that his tires were off the ground.
Thursday, March 1, 2012 • Updated February 29, 2012 6:10 PM
Regardless of who occupies the White House, people throughout the world recognize our President as the most influential person in the United States. International newspapers carry his photo and report on his policies, often leading their readers to believe his views are identical with those of the American people. To many nationals abroad he is the face of our nation. For years Walter Cronkite was the face of the CBS news department.
Thursday, February 23, 2012 • Posted February 23, 2012
This past Sunday, I was enjoying one of my favorite programs, CBS Sunday Morning, with a cup of coffee, still in bed. I am so glad I had swallowed the last bit in my cup, or I would have surely made a mess with my sputtering and gasping. I could not believe my ears.
Thursday, February 23, 2012 • Posted February 23, 2012
I was concerned about the loss of jobs for the American worker and the loss of our manufacturing base. So an attorney from Galveston created for me “The U.S. Fair Trade Foundation”, a non-profit corporation. I got literature from the Buy American Foundation in Abington, Pennsylvania and put some ads in the paper. Our trade deficit is gigantic, draining our wealth.
Thursday, February 23, 2012 • Posted February 22, 2012
This past Sunday, I was enjoying one of my favorite programs, CBS Sunday Morning, with a cup of coffee, still in bed. I am so glad I had swallowed the last bit in my cup, or I would have surely made a mess with my sputtering and gasping. I could not believe my ears.
Thursday, February 23, 2012 • Posted February 22, 2012
I was concerned about the loss of jobs for the American worker and the loss of our manufacturing base. So an attorney from Galveston created for me “The U.S. Fair Trade Foundation”, a non-profit corporation. I got literature from the Buy American Foundation in Abington, Pennsylvania and put some ads in the paper. Our trade deficit is gigantic, draining our wealth.
Thursday, February 16, 2012 • Posted February 16, 2012
A bad case of the sniffles brought the need for several new boxes of tissues. With the first dab of my nose, I was transported back to the late 1950s. Puffs brand has a tissue product infused with an odor that so many of us associate with our childhoods: Vicks VapoRub. My mamma loved Vicks VapoRub and believed in its healing properties.
Thursday, February 9, 2012 • Posted February 9, 2012
Because of an uncommon chest cold, I was laid low during last Sunday’s Super Bowl and unable to attend the festivities offered by good friends. My beloved Sky King was not at all happy about spending the evening with his hapless spouse who couldn’t speak a word without barking like a Beagle.
Thursday, February 9, 2012 • Posted February 9, 2012
Part One in series of four The Beacon welcomes HSB resident Dan Farmer to its writing family. Mr. Farmer will be offering stories about life. A “Walter Mitty” character has been secretly living among you for eight years. I went through a crazy dreamer period in y life from about 1975 to 1985.
Thursday, February 2, 2012 • Posted February 2, 2012
I will now admit publicly that I love Dr. Oz. I truly believe the man is saving the lives of thousands of people with his sage advice. Although I rarely see his program at airtime, I record and watch in the evenings while my beloved Sky King is watching something really loud and obnoxious downstairs. A particular Oz program, one I have protected so it is never erased, features four doctors who specialize in “Functional Medicine.” Dr.
Thursday, February 2, 2012 • Posted February 2, 2012
Nothing encourages a person to excel or persist in an activity more than a sincere compliment. When the teacher writes a glowing note on your child’s term paper, you beam with pride, knowing that your young scholar has received a reward for doing her best work in the classroom. A performance review, loaded with commendations, is good tonic for any worker that is busting himself at the office.
Thursday, January 26, 2012 • Posted January 26, 2012
I happen to know that my great grandfather had a little dog named Trixie. Sam Long loved this little mutt and let her ride with him in his wagon on his bi-weekly trips to Baird to buy stock for his general store in Dressy, Texas. Now, if someone hadn’t told me that, I wouldn’t know it.
Thursday, January 19, 2012 • Posted January 19, 2012 • Photos
Hiking in our beautiful Texas Hill Country offers endless adventure as you see wildlife, incredible views and amazing plant life, hopefully including bluebonnets this spring. Join the Horseshoe Bay based Hill Country Trekkers and you will meet new friends and experience a large variety of weekly hikes. Hill Country Trekkers was formed in 1999 with a handful of hardy souls who just wanted to explore the Hill Country.
Thursday, January 19, 2012 • Posted January 19, 2012
I like to make my own chicken broth, so that involves buying a whole chicken and boiling her up with the seasonings I like. This process makes a gallon or so of great broth that I can use to make some mighty fine soup. Really, the stuff that comes out of a can is so anemic compared to the real thing. While I’m cutting the wrapper off the chicken, I couldn’t help but notice that she was mostly breast with these teeny tiny little legs; the Pamela Anderson of all chickens.