That hideous monster, belching smoke and hissing steam, and with glaring lights bore down upon us at terrific speed, and we ran, scrambling over rocks and through the brush, to get away from it.
My grandfather(born 1917)told me stories of Herman when my grandfather was a young man. They would have a "hunt" in Mason and would turn a calf loose. Herman would spear it and eat the liver raw and hot. It made a lifelong impression on my grandfather
This is a great story. One of the reason I love telling these Texas Tails and other Texas stories is occasionally someone like you, Roy, responds with a personal vignette relate the person or situation in the original story. Thank you for sharing this bit of family lore.
My grandfather(born 1917)told me stories of Herman when my grandfather was a young man. They would have a "hunt" in Mason and would turn a calf loose. Herman would spear it and eat the liver raw and hot. It made a lifelong impression on my grandfather
This is a great story. One of the reason I love telling these Texas Tails and other Texas stories is occasionally someone like you, Roy, responds with a personal vignette relate the person or situation in the original story. Thank you for sharing this bit of family lore.
I found out that John B. Jones the famous Ranger is kin! I live about 5 mins from his grave in Austin.
That’s a cool connection. A visit is definitely in order.
That Ranger in the photo was definitely compensating with his super-tall hat :)
That was a great one. I so love your writings.
Thank you so much, brother. I appreciate all the support you’ve given me over the years.