Deep in the Heart of Texas
I'm sitting at the airport in Austin, waiting for my airplane to take me back to Chicago. I had a wonderful time with my family and got a good dose of being "Uncle Buck" for a week. Here's a photo of my great-nephew, Joseph.
He has big blue eyes:
On the way back to the airport, I passed through the tiny town of Hochheim, Texas. It's about 45 miles outside of my little bitty home town. When I was in college, I used to stop at this general store and buy beer after visiting my folks.
I was a stupid kid then, and as one can see, the general store is long gone.
Time marches on . . .
Labels: Hochheim Texas
posted by Br. Jonathan @ 2/05/2011
2 Comments
2 Comments:
I used to stop for a coke and fritos when ever passing through Hochheim.
BTW, put on you spectacles ... Hochheim, one c and two h's.
Sad to see it in such disrepair.
Thanks for the memories. :-)
Pronounced "Ho-heim," of course. Lovely to see the old place again.
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