Hello Webster, I find it coincidental ur a Texan by way of the Big Easy, Jambalaya, Crawfish pie and Seafood Gumbo "C'est bon" .
I've roots in the big soggy myself, that Terrebonne town 60 miles south down that treacherous trail they call Hwy 90. No place for the weak or weary, if you stumble or fall the gators and skeeters will fight to see who gets you first.
I remember Webster, it was a peaceful little bump on a quiet county road in the 80s, living at its best with a short hop and a skip into the big cities with bright lights. I knew a few crusty cowboys that lived that way, and a landlocked sailors or two to boot. Is it still the same?
I worked the oil patch from the mid 70s to the early 90s. Travelled all up and down that Texas gulf coast and was blessed with sights of stunning beauty, still etched into my brain. Texas got under my skin, kinda like that first love, leaves you all nostalgic and breathless.
I left Texas in my rear view mirror in the early 90s, thought I was turning the page to a new chapter in my life, in retrospect I think I ended up in a different book all together.
Anyhoo, I hope she's as kind and reveling to you as she was to me.
Be Safe Cajun Cousin
Hello Webster, I find it coincidental ur a Texan by way of the Big Easy, Jambalaya, Crawfish pie and Seafood Gumbo "C'est bon" .
I've roots in the big soggy myself, that Terrebonne town 60 miles south down that treacherous trail they call Hwy 90. No place for the weak or weary, if you stumble or fall the gators and skeeters will fight to see who gets you first.
I remember Webster, it was a peaceful little bump on a quiet county road in the 80s, living at its best with a short drive into the big cities with bright lights. I knew a few crusty cowboys that lived that way, and a landlocked sailors or two as well. Is it still the same?
I worked the oil patch from the mid 70s to the early 90s. Travelled all up and down that Texas gulf coast and was blessed with sights of stunning beauty, still etched into my brain. Texas got under my skin, kinda like a first love, leaves you all nostalgic and breathless.
I left Texas in my rear view mirror in the early 90s, thought I was turning the page to a new chapter in my life, in retrospect I think I ended up in a different book all together.
Anyhoo, I hope she's as kind and reveling to you as she was to me.
Be Safe Cajun Cousin