Views of the Neighborhood – Heritage Wrap Up

Last week we took a long look at the Leibolt cabin. I checked some previous posts and saw there were some heritage points that I have not shown. So this week completes the heritage collection of Lakeway. I hope you enjoy

Views of the Neighborhood

The first store in Lakeway called the Country Store built in 1969.

The plaque on the store.

This building was built in 1996 on the site of The Lakeway Land Company headquarters which burned down in 1979.

The marker.

The flagpole on the Live Oak Country Club grounds was the first community flag pole and was the focal point for the beginning of the Fourth of July parade. It was installed in 1977.

The flagpole marker.

The Lakeway Land office where lots were sold for $4000.

The first house built in Lakeway.

Not part of the heritage trail but thought this wind mobile was colorful.

The Blocker Home built in 1964 by one of the founding families of Lakeway.

The Blocker Home marker.

The “Little Grass Shack” built in 1970 and was Lakeway’s largest home at that time.

The Little Grass Shack marker.

The site of the first pay telephone (and first telephone in Lakeway) installed in 1962.

The telephone marker.

I hope you enjoyed the little outing today.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Ent, Ten, Net”

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday time again and this week’s prompt has been conjured up by Dan Antion. Rather than try to paraphrase the prompt here are Dan’s words.

“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ent” “ten” “net.” Use one, use two, or use all three (bonus points for using two, double-bonus points for using all three). As Linda would say, use ’em any way you’d like. Enjoy!”

If you would like to run yourself ragged in the quest for enjoyment, visit Linda Hill’s blog to read how. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 28/19

Ent, Ten, Net by John W. Howell © 2019

“What is that pin on your jacket?”

“It’s my personality.”

“You have no personality but for the sake of answering the question, what does ENTJ mean?”

“It’s a score from a test.”

“Okay, now I know a lot more than I did. What test?”

“Meyers-Briggs personality test. Each letter stands for a personality trait.”

“Can you take ten seconds and net it out for me?”

“Sure. ENTJs are natural and decisive leaders. They are analytical, efficient, and hardworking. They live in a world of ideas and have a great ability to debate.”

“Whaaaat???? This does not sound like you at all. Was this one of those things you do on Twitter or the internet?”

“No, it’s more scientific than that. There are a series of questions you answer to the best of your ability.”

“You obviously cheated off the person next to you.”

“Very funny. I’ve taken the test ten times, and it always comes up the same.”

“Is the person next to you the same each time?”

“Okay, you don’t have to recognize my type, but I know I’m a natural leader.”

“What have you led lately?”

“That is beside the point. I know I have the ability now all I need is the opportunity.”

“Okay, I have a leadership opportunity for you.”

“I’m ready.”

“Decide where we go for lunch.”

“Where do you want to go?”

“See my point exactly.”

“Yeah? Well, when we get there, I’ll buy.”

“Now, there is a leader. How much do you have on you?”

“Ten bucks.”

“Net after-tax, ten should be enough.”

“While there, I’ll explain some of my entrepreneur ideas.”

“The tension is killing me. Let’s go and start some networking and maybe enter the Shark Tank competition.”

“You aren’t making much sense.”

“Yeah, just trying to squeeze in more prompt words.”

“Let’s get to lunch before you have a nettlesome ten stage entropic episode.”

“Boom.”

 

Friday JohnKu – AKA – TGIF

TGIF

Today is Friday. Hold on. If that is news to anyone it is definitely time for a relook at your priorities. Yes, it is the last workday of the week. Yahoo. Always nice to recognize Friday.

This week has been pretty typical. I managed to meet my 1000 word a day goal and now my WIP stands at above 89,000. If I do seven more thousand next week the first draft will be done and total 96,000 words. Of course, the conclusion could come crashing in at fewer words but either way it will be done next week. (God willing and the creek don’t rise.)

Then the editing and rewrite will begin at the expense of the few hairs I have left.

I spent some time this week on Amazon ads. There was a weeklong workshop in which I participated. It was informative and gave me some pretty good ideas about Amazon advertising. I have vowed to conquer this beast or die trying. We’ll see how it goes.

I raised some concern about views and the need to maybe change some things on the blog. I took a look this week at visits to my blog in contrast to just looking at views and for the most part the visits are pretty consistant. Long story short I’m going to leave the format alone but continue to keep monatoring.

Today’s JohnKu talks about continued review of our chosen path to make certain it is still relevant. I hope you have a great weekend.

Oversight by John W. Howell © 2019

The path well travelled,

Should be evaluated . . .

So you won’t get lost.

 

 

Thursday – A Little Personal – Lucy and Twiggy

Lucy and Twiggy

“Hey Lucy. Look at this new material.”

“Yeah. Little one. The others just couldn’t stand up to us.”

“I don’t know what that means. Look a deer.”

“It means that you and I are pretty hard on couches. You know laying around on them and all.”

“What’s that black thing on the floor?”

“It’s a mid century modern accent rug.”

“Why are you standing like a bronze horse in the park? Look another deer.”

“I’m keeping an eye out for mom. Not sure she’s going to appreaciate you on the couch.”

 

“I think she is fine with it.”

Author Andrew Joyce’s Mahoney On Sale for $0.99

Today I’m hosting a favorite author, Andrew Joyce to let you know his outstanding book, Mahoney is on sale today through September 30th for $0.99. That is 1/4 the cost of a Starbucks and way more rewarding.

Mahoney

You can buy it HERE

In this compelling, richly researched novel, author Andrew Joyce tells a riveting story of adventure, endurance, and hope as the Mahoney clan fights to gain a foothold in America.

In the second year of a Gorta Mhór—the Great Famine—nineteen-year-old Devin Mahoney lies on the dirt floor of his small, dark cabin. He has not eaten in five days. His only hope of survival is to get to America, the land of milk and honey. After surviving disease and storms at sea that decimate crew and passengers alike, Devin’s ship limps into New York Harbor three days before Christmas, 1849. Thus starts an epic journey that will take him and his descendants through one hundred and fourteen years of American history, including the Civil War, the Wild West, and the Great Depression.

Here is my review of the book which I consider a must-read.

Mahoney by Andrew Joyce

Andrew Joyce has crafted a marvelous story that can best be described as exceptionally well written historical fiction. He has taken three generations of the Mahoney family from the dirt floor of their humble cabin in county Cork Ireland to grand adventures in the United States. Make no mistake, it is a long a perilous journey but filled with exceptional characterizations. The story takes in the time frame from the potato famine in Ireland to the Great Depression.

Mr. Joyce takes in a broad sweep of historical venue in his storytelling. A less talented author would get lost in the details or fail to keep the reader on the edge of their seat. Not so with this story. There are historical backdrops which serve to highlight the scenes developed with great care. The history does not overshadow the tale but adds a sense of relevance to what is being told. It is almost like the author intended us to tag along as he laid out what could only be described as world-building at the highest level.

The main characters have an authenticity not usually found in a novel that deals with generations of the family. It would be all too easy to plunk down some stereotypical generational shifts. Here is where Mr. Joyce excels. The three generations live extraordinary lives filled with adventure and a few twists that keep the story interesting. In the end, it is plain that the story of the family Mahoney is epic.  There is enough adventure, excitement, and plot surprises to entertain any one reading this book.

If you would like a book that is filled with intriguing characters, fast-moving plot, and writing that sometimes takes your breath away, this one is for you.

Wednesday Story Day – AKA – Hump Day

 

“I can almost smell Friday, Lucy.”
“Better nose than mine Little One.”

It is Wednesday Story Day again, and last week we got yet another surprise in the form of a billionaire who kindly asked Andrew and Larry to go back to Boston. It looks like whoever is the top dog they are pretty influential in getting a billionaire in their hip pocket. Well, the offer has been made, and the billionaire is waiting for Larry’s response. Let’s hustle cause I think we all would like to know what Larry has to say.

“Do we have a deal, Mr. Nobel? I don’t think so.”

“Uh, Mr. Dunfee, I would think over my offer very carefully if I were you.”

“Excuse me Larry but can you and I have a moment?”

“Mr. Nobel is there a place Andrew and I can talk?”

“I’ll leave, and you can have this room.”

“No offense but we need to talk in private. How about the front porch?”

“By all means. Let me call Terrance to escort you there.”

“No need. We left breadcrumbs.”

“Huh? Oh, I get it a joke. Very well, I’ll wait for you here.”

“Come on, Andrew. Let’s go outside.”

“Right behind you, boss.”

“Okay, we are out of earshot, Andrew. What do you want to say?”

“I think the best course of action is for us to get back to Boston and conduct our investigation from there.”

“What the hell, Andrew. We have a search warrant burning a hole in our pocket, and we are only steps away from proving Rafferty’s wife lied to us and we can hopefully get some proof that she was in the hotel here in South Lake Tahoe when she said she was in Boston.”

“I know, I know. Is trying to prove someone lied worth getting your head shot off?”

“You really think those bozos would do that?”

“Did you look at them?”

“Well yeah, of course.”

“Then yes. I think they could do that.”

“Okay so we go back to Boston. How do we conduct the investigation?”

“I think we get the DA to issue a few warrants and get to the truth that way.”

“That does make some sense.”

“We are on our own here, Larry. You already got a hole in your shoulder, and for what?”

“Justice.”

“Fine we can still get Justice from Boston, and we will be in our own jurisdiction.”

“Okay Andrew. I’m going to take your advice, after all, I’m paying you too much to simply ignore it.”

“Spoken like a true boss, boss.”

“Let’s go back inside and let ole Jason Nobel know he has a deal.”

“Excellent.”

“If this goes south, I’m going to kick your butt.”

“I will happily receive such a kick, your lordship.”

“You know Andrew, sometimes you take the fun out of things.”

“My plan, sir.”

Tuesday – Anything Possible – Kreative Kue by Keith Channing

In Keith’s words, “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put it (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before 6pm next Sunday (if you aren’t sure what the time is where I live, this link will tell you). If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.

Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next Monday.”

The photo.

Kreative Kue #230

My Ride by John W. Howell © 2019

“So where are you?”

“I’m standing under the stop sign.”

“Which stop sign?”

“Um let me see.

“The one at the Citroën dealer.”

“The Citroën dealer? Why there?”

“When you ordered your Uber you said you were at the car dealer.”

“That is true. I guess I forgot to mention which dealer.”

“Excuse me? You said, car dealer. That’s all you needed to say.”

“Okay but I still don’t see you.”

“Where are you?”

“At the Ford dealer.”

“Mon Dieu.”

“Mon Dieu? Why Mon Dieu?”

“You must be an American.”

“How do you know.”

“A car is a Citroën. You should have said you were at the Ford dealer.”

“You are French right?”

“Zut Alors. Of course, I’m French. You are in France in case you have misplaced your mind.”

“I guess I should call for another ride.”

“You can do that, but there is a small problem.”

“Which is?”

“I’m the only Uber driver this side of Auzances.”

“But I’m in Auzances.”

“Well, then good luck to you.”

“You don’t serve Auzances?”

“Non.” You will be pleased to know an American drives in Auzances.”

“Well, goodbye then.”

“Bon chance. You will need it.”

“Why’s that?”

“He drives a Citroën.”

 

 

 

Top Ten Things Not to Do While Invading Canada with Ethan Allen in 1775

 

Top Ten things not to do

This week marks the 245th anniversary of Ethan Allen’s capture by the British during his ill-fated attempt to capture Montreal. You may recall Ethan Allen was the American revolution’s first hero by capturing Fort Ticonderoga on Lake Champlain. The Fort gave the Revolutionary army almost 100 state-of-the-art captured cannons and artillery pieces. These were later used to significant effect in defeating the British army.

Unfortunately, after his Canadian invasion failure, Allen spent the next 30 months in prison in England and Ireland. He was finally released in trade for a British officer. He returned to Valley Forge where Washington gave him a hero’s welcome. I’m sure you all would like to take a time trip back there and join Ethan in what was an exciting adventure. Sure it didn’t end well for Ethan but was a moment in history well remembered. Also, take this list and stay out of trouble.

Top Ten Things Not to Do While Ivading Canada with Ethan Allen in 1775.

10 If you are invading Canada, do not think the 130 men with you are going to overpower the British. If you do, at best the British powder got wet in the rain. At worst, facing an overwhelming force all but 32 of the men ran away. ( So here you are, Jaiden left with Colonial Allen and 31 other idiots. Those red coat muskets look pretty worrisome. Maybe surrender is the best course here. After all, you always liked a proper English breakfast.)

9 If you are invading Canada, do not get in the way of Tiny the WWF champ as he is making a fast exit to the rear. If you do, at best he might run around you, At worst, having just tossed his musket at the British he may use you as his next withdrawal device. (Don’t worry, Jarvis. Tiny is only going to throw you at those advancing troops. Best to hope you don’t land on the bayonets though.)

8 If you are invading Canada, do not mess with your French Canadian fellow invader’s poutine. If you do, at best they’ll just throw it away. At worst, you’ll hear the expression “sacrebleu” before being slapped in the face with a glove. (Nice going, Jakob. You messed with the man’s cheese curds, and now you are fifty paces from a lead ball.)

7 If you are invading Canada, do not be tempted to join the boys in a Molson ale or two. If you do, at best, you’ll run out. At worst, someone will turn up another barrel. (Okay, so the invasion is a bust, Jett. A few more ales and the British could take your head for all you care.)

6 If you are invading Canada, do not try to sing “Alouette,” to relieve tension. If you do, at best, you’ll be told to be quiet. At worst, your Canadian French will be so awful you’ll help un off a few of the men. (The song is about plucking the feathers off a lark, Joss. Just how much tension did you think that would help relieve? )

5 If you are invading Canada, do not call your fellow French Canadian warriors hoser. If you do, at best they hadn’t heard the term. At worse, they have played hockey and know it is Canadian hockey slang for a loser. (Since losing teams had to hose down the ice after games I think you might be in trouble, Jere. These guys look like they want another game with you as the puck.)

4 If you are invading Canada, If you should shoot a British soldier, do not say, “sorry.” If you do, at best the soldier won’t hear you. At worst, you will give him a reason to overcome his wound and chase you down. (That’s right, Jimmie. Keep on running. You may get to Poughkeepsie before he catches you.)

3 If you are invading Canada, do not ask your British captors for a Cuban cigar. If you do, at best they’ll think you are joking. At worst, they will want to know what a Cuban cigar is and how you came to know about them. ( Yeah, You’ve opened a can of worms, Jerrett. Wait until you get to the part where Cuban cigars are banned in the US. You’ll have em stumped for sure. “That firing squad is here for what reason?” You ask)

2 If you are invading Canada, don’t ask your Canadian compatriots what “eh” means. If you do, at best, you’ll get a cold French Canadian stare. At worst, the definition will be followed by use in a sentence. (The sentence is “I suppose you think you know it all, eh?” Now is the time to grab your musket and head south, Jean.)

1 If you are invading Canada, do not make jokes on the word “about.” If you do, at best, you’ll get no laughs. At worst, the biggest guy in the French Canadian group swore the next American who says “a boot” for “about” will die. (I hate to tell you,  Jaafan but the last one who said “a boot” just left.)

Views of the Neighborhood – Lakeway Heritage

On Friday I indicated I was going on a Lakeway heritage tour. Well, I did it and discovered that I have already shared most of the stops with you. The bus tour did not allow getting off the bus but did start at the Liebelt Cabin. So I have devoted this blog to it.

Here is a map of the tour. There are 22 points of interest.

Here is the Liebelt Cabin built-in 1868  by August Liebelt. It was initially located on 80 acres in what has become a commercial tract. In 2011 it was moved to its present location near City Hall.

Here is a pictorial of the move.

The cabin was positioned on its current site in the same orientation as it was originally built.

The cabin had three doors One in front, one at the side and one in back. This allowed for ventilation in the summer.

August Liebelt sold the 80 acres and all his possessions except for a mare for 500 dollars. He then went to Grayson County, Texas and died in 1911 at the age of 79. This marker is a replica of his gravestone.

Gwen and Joe Wunneburger occupied the land and raised goats and other wool-bearing animals. This object was used to place the wool that had been sheared for transport to market.

The person on the left is Gwen Wunneburger who briefly lived in the cabin until their home was built.

The marker near the cabin

A horse-drawn seed planter used on the land

A horse-drawn hay cutter also used on the land.

Interior view – The bed

Chair and shelves. Don’t know how the fan got there. There is no electricity in the cabin.

Stove and more shelves

The fireplace.

I also found one more sculpture Titled Two Herons

I hope you enjoyed a look at the Liebelt cabin

 

Stream of Consciousness Saturday – Prompt “Wrap/Rap”

 

Stream of Consciousness

It is Stream of Consciousness Saturday, and this weeks prompt is “wrap/rap.” Here is Linda Hill to explain the prompt. “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wrap/rap.” Use one, use both (for bonus points), use ’em any way you’d like. Enjoy!”

So you know I’m going for the bonus points. If you would like to join the fun visit Linda’s blog and read how. Here is the link.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 21/19

Wrap/rap by John W. Howell © 2019

“You are a motha—”

“Hey, hold on. What are you doing?”

“Singing my new rap song.”

“Rap song? Why a rap song?”

“I don’t know I just got the urge.”

“Pull up your pants and get your hand off your parts. You are no rap artist.”

“Aw come on man. You’re harshing my mellow.”

“The only harsh around here is how you look in those baggy pants and wife-beater t-shirt.”

“What’s wrong with how I look?”

“Well, for one thing, you are way too old and that potbelly way too prominent and that gold chain looks ridiculous.”

“it’s not real gold.”

“Coulda fooled me.”

“I just have this desire to be a rap artist, is there anything wrong with that?”

“Not if you can stand the laughing there’s not.”

“See that is what I love about you.”

“What? My honesty.”

“No your jealousy.”

“You gotta be kidding.”

“You want to be a rap artist but don’t have the guts.”

“Guts? I don’t have the talent and know it.”

“So you are saying I don’t have the talent?”

“Hello. Earth to rap star. Get a clue.”

“Yeah okay. These baggy pants are hot anyway. Also, I keep worrying they’ll slip off.”

“So what? You are showing most of your Munsingwear anyhow.”

“How about lunch?”

“Yeah let’s go to that new place.”

“The Wrap House?”

“Yup. Maybe they’ll make you a wrap star.”

“You write for Henny Youngman in a past life?”

“No one reading this will know who Henny Youngman is after all.”

“You take my wife…. please.”

“Put on some real pants and let’s go.”

“A funny thing happened to me on the way to the Wrap House.”

“Enough.”

“I just flew in from Philidelphia, and boy are my arms tired.”

” I’m begging you.”