That is a great observation! I can still hear their voices.
Remember on KTSA the add of Ricci Ware's voice……

"Saturday night, Saturday night …. at San Antonio Raceway….come see all the action and Fireball Freddy Finger and all the racing action at San Antonio Raceway this Saturday night!!"

…and let's not forget Bill McReynolds over at WOAI!

…and WOAI had a great morning show back in the mid-60's: "The Gliner Gang" with Art Gliner. It was a Hudson & Harrigan / Steven's & Pruitt prototype before those guys made their mark on the radio world.

Yes! Wow! I had forgot! Thank you!

My paint cowhorse, and chasing stock out of the cedar brakes. Running a trapline, and running throw lines in the san saba river and mill creek.

My dad passed away a couple years ago. Still vivid memories of going hunting with him at our place near Rocksprings. Stayed at the mesa motel (its still there but called something else) , ate at the king burger(still there). 2 man blind, I was probably 7 or 8. Driving out to our place and being the guy to open the gate. Getting in the blind when it's still night and waiting for the sun to come up. Kerosene heater for when it's cold. Then finally getting to shoot my own. It's been probably 45 years but I can put myself there and remember every single detail.

One of us shooting a deer, waiting, climbing out, and finding and field dressing it.

Nothing is more magical with your dad than sitting in a stand.

I'll echo your sentiments.
But im going to add an asterisk (or rather a call to action) via a story.

When my dad died in 2014, I felt a ton a guilt. I had not spent his last days just spending time with him, which looking back was what I'd rather have done. I instead spent time trying to do what I thought was right at the time: helping him get things done around the house that he could no longer do. Dad was dying of cancer and the man I knew that was always going 99mph was suddenly struggling with 5mph.

Dad taught me so much more stuff than I ever realized. I can't count how many times I've been asked by random people, "how do you know how to do that?"


Anyways, as long as I can remember, every time I had spent any meaningful time away from dad, and we would be reunited, we would always hug. And I remember him always running his fingers up and down my back kinda in a scratching manner.

I tell you this as backstory for this next part. And what I'm about to tell you I haven't told but maybe a handful of people. I was sitting in the front row of his funeral, with my then 6yo son on my lap. He was straddling me, facing me, with his head on my shoulder. I heard dad's voice in my head clear as anything, saying, "don't be sad. It's now your turn." And at that moment I realized I was scratching up and down my son's back.


I tell you this story because while I miss my dad, I never want that loss to prevent me passing on what I can to my kids. I owe my dad greatly for the knowledge he passed down and I'll be damned if that dies with me.

I gotta go dry some tears now because I still have work to do.

TexasAg95 said:

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I miss 90's Texas A&M. My son just graduated and daughter is a sophomore and it's great...but I miss the older smaller College Station. Toms, Cow Hop, Fajita Ritas, all of those old places. It's now all the same franchise places you get in Frisco or the Woodlands or any other nice suburb. I miss the old Kyle Field where you got the band every time out and yell leaders and no video. I know, I know. But as a student in the 91 through 94 seasons, if you know you know. Domination and old turf and march in and boot line and first.....down.....down.

I miss G Rollie White bball games where student seating was on the side and first come first serve.

Man I miss on campus bonfire.

not a rant just what I miss part 2.

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I believe we may have been cut from the same cloth.

While I haven't had the chance to do that with a son, I do have four daughters who know what work is and how to do it. For better or worse, I and my oldest two daughters have inherited my grandfathers' work ethic.

Anytime I was working outside of my job for "the good of the community", my girls were there beside me. From installing the sprinkler system on the Little League fields they used, to helping me build the pens for their show goats, to putting a roof on my Granny's house (twice) - they were there, like it or not.

They have kids of their own now, still too young to do much, but my son in law grabbed his two year old and had her painting a room for her new little sister. Proud grandpa moment here.



I guess you could say it's getting passed down just fine.

As a side note, daughter #2 landed a job with Holt Cat as their regional parts manager because she told them she knew how to put a shingle roof on a house. The men kind of dismissed her and said "What did you do, Help take your dad some water?" To which she replied by telling them the exact steps you do to put a shingle in place and put the nails into the proper place. They were thoroughly amazed a 22ish year old girl knew how to put shingles on a roof.

I still catch myself doing things my grandfather did with me as I work with my own kids and now grand kids.

My grandpa has been gone from here for a long time. But he is still here everyday in the work I do, the words I use and the stories I tell. To steal a quote from George Strait, people that knew him and know me keep telling me: "Boy you're getting more like him each and every day". When I hear that, I know I've probably done alright.

Gunny456 said:

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KTSA 550 AM Radio in SA with Ricky Ware DJ.
KBUC AM Radio country/western station in SA.

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My dad was a DJ for KTSA and KBUC in the 70s and 80s.


He passed in '97. I miss him.

Gunny - Good news/bad news there isn't any water(drought) so not many people at least in Spring Branch area.

Real country music.
College football before the players started getting paid.
Quail hunting in South Texas behind my bird dogs
Hunting and fishing with my Dad
Swimming in the Sabinal and Frio rivers
Dancing at Garner Park with all those Houston honeys
Watching pro football before the end zone celebrations, when real men like Dick Butkus and Jim Brown were kicking butts and taking names
Eating a mess of perch and bass my brother and I caught in the Sabinal

Kyle Field before the gameday production people took over. Especially the DJ.

And really across all of sports. Rangers games are just insufferable now. And the noisemakers completely take the fans out of the games. I don't go to anything Stars or Mavericks anymore because of the constant noise.


Sooooo much better without it.

I'm gonna show my age with this one, but I miss when going to the game was about the game. While I can appreciate the girls dressing up and sundresses, I kinda miss when it was just jeans and a maroon out T-shirt and sweating out the alcohol from the night before for both boys and girls.

Is this an SEC change for the girls dressing up? I went to Clemson in the 90s and the girls dressed up in sundresses and the guys wore ties and khakis. When I came to A&M for grad school I was shocked at the casual gameday dress but quickly appreciated it. Are all/many girls dressing up, not just corps dates now?