You can see the Twin Buttes in the background.

That is a great pic. The one thing I saw while in Angelo last week that I didn't realize I missed was the sunsets. Here in the hills the sun just goes away behind the trees.

I was born and raised in Angelo. I left for A&M and left A&M for Vernon TX. My employer has promoted me a couple of times and I have been in South Dakota for almost two years now. My entire family is still their and I would love to get back to San Angelo, but I cannot seem to find the right opportunity.

MurphyMID. What do you do?

Sweet pic

Weeza,

Transportation. I run the Fresh Meats Dispatch Operations of the largest meat company in the world. My team books over 5000 truckloads of freight every week. I am class of 99 in Animal Science (Production/Industry) and Class of 07 Masters of Industrial Distribution(I graduate in May).

My family had a boat sink on Twin Buttes in a storm. We're lucky to all be alive.

For those who are interested,
It was Memorial Day weekend of '93. We had a pontoon boat, and had just got a JetSki. It was Saturday evening and we had tied up the boat for the evening, but I was still riding the JetSki around. My dad's cousin showed up with his bass boat and my family went with him and his family to check a trot line, and I followed on the JetSki. A storm came in from nowhere and caused darkness to come about 45 minutes early. The wind was blowing hard and the swells were about 3 feet high. I was only 13 at the time and had to get in the boat and let my dad ride the JetSki. It was dark and raining so hard we could not find our way back to our camp ground. Pretty soon we gave up on finding our camp ground and just started looking for shore. We couldn't find that either. I couldn't see my dad, and was afraid he had been hit by lightning. A wave came over the back of my cousin's boat swamping and capsizing it. My dad was right there with the JetSki. My family held on to the JetSki, while my cousin and his family held on to the capsized boat. I think we were in the water for close to three hours before the wind, rain, and waves calmed down enough for my dad to haul us to shore one by one. When we were all safely ashore, he went back to our camp to get our boat. We found the capsized boat and towed it back to camp. I can't remember how we righted it and got it on the trailer, but it started and ran the next day. A week later my cousin sold it.

Sorry for the long downer.

That's a beautiful picture that brings back some memories.

In 2001 I waded across TBR to the dam. That was after i drove down the boatramp and the dirtroads on the lake bed went everywhere. It was pretty dry, I don't know what the level is like now. By the way, the photo is of Nasworthy

Grew up in Wall, had many a fun Sunday afternoon on on Nasworthy, probably around the area that the photo was taken.

Yes, miss the sunsets and actual stars at night, and out in the country the milky way can light up the night.

this picture is awsome

Bren,

I am from Wall as well. While there are quite a few of us who went to A&M (my class had 4), nobody seems to know where Wall is.

murphy
my email is dfw51@texasbb.com

Ya, no one new where is was back in my day also. We used to call it Wall, America. That seemed to get peoples attention and then whoever it was would remember that San Angelo was next to Wall.

I have used the Wall, America line myself. Whenever someone would ask what it was by I would tell them it is near Mereta, Vick, and Eola.

and Vancourt

[fish in the Corp while whipping out to an upper classman] " Sir, San Angelo is 12 miles from Wall, Sir"[/fish priviledge to reference all other towns from their hometown meaning obviously the upper classman should have known where Wall is. This is the fish response to the question from said upper classman of "where the hell is Wall?]

BTW, I lived on Susan Peak Rd for 18 years right by the West Side Gin. I do miss the sunsets, but not the dust from the plowing and dry farming.....

You got to love a small town attitude.

Been down Susan peak road many a time, mainly having a cool one and driving slow on a sunday afternoon. lots of kinfolk live down that direction.

I dated a girl (ever so briefly)who lived on the Susan Peak Ranch. Her dad was a cowboy, and a scary one at that.

I'm from Miles.

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I'm from Miles.

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I'm sorry.

it's cool, i left and went to college at the University of Georgia, then onto Nebraska, and finally OU.

Met my wife in College Station, while she was at A&M, anyhow, most of my family has left Miles, although I go back a couple of times a year to see folks.