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I am just beginning the project

Stiles is a crossroads town north of Big Lake Texas in Reagan County. It is described in T. Lindsay Baker's "Ghost Towns of Texas". I remember seeing the big Jacobs wind generator sitting on top of a 60 ft. tower near the home of a widow lady who lived in one of the few occupied houses in Stiles. There was a shack near the tower....

working on the brushes

a bandage on the bitten finger

My finger was bitten by a piranha. OK, here is how it happened. I was fishing in an open boat with some other people on a tributary of the Amazon River in Peru. Our guide in the boat....

piranha

we pose with Jimmy Carter

In the spring of 1998, I was watching the news from a Columbus Georgia television station. I was only half listening to a report about the restoration of Jimmy Carter's boyhood home. At the end of the segment, the reporter said that Park Service workers are interested in contacting someone who knows about old windmills. Did she say "old windmills"? ....

the new windmill

burning my draftcard

Daniel,

This picture was taken on August 12, 1972 on the porch of the old house, the house you grew up in. Those are your parents standing behind me. What I am doing is burning my draft card on my 35th birthday. It was a cowardly....


the Viet Nam memorial

sam and his old 55 chev

I was in my third year of graduate school at the University of Texas when I received an invitation from Auburn University ... the pay was pretty good ... it occurred to me that I might look at the possibility of buying a car. I only considered buying a 55 Chevy ...

the old chevy under snow

rocks removed from the pintos

Yesterday, Diane asked me if I would like to do my "bean thing". I said yes, and so today I am doing it. Several people have asked me for my recipe for beans and I have always intended to write it down ...

Dove Creek, CO.

The Texas Troubadour, Ernest Tubb

Ernest Tubb was my hero. I knew all the words to "Walking the Floor Over You" and "Detour". I was kind of obsessed with country music to tell the truth. The other kids and my siblings tolerated my obsession and I think my parents were a little puzzled by it.

Radio without a cover

God Nose, first edition

I had this plastic bag on the top of my bookcase. It was full of old comic books - old comic books. It had some comics that I purchased a long time ago ...

Jack Jackson

Peck Young 1984

I believe that no man installed more windmills than my father E. E. (Peck) Young. In the past few years I have written down some stories about him. And I describe some of the experiences I had as his teen aged helper during the 1950's. These are my windmilling stories:

dad's newspaper ad

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