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May 29, 2019
Growing Up In Bandera
By Glenn Clark
Even though I lived in town as a kid here in Bandera I knew things that only country folks know. Actually back in the day even the residents in town were considered to be country. Lots, if not most, of the early pioneers had a residence in town as well as some acreage out in the county. That was the case with some of my ancestors.
Like my life today of taking care of the birds of all varieties here at home, my country cousins from back then had the responsibility of caring for farm and ranch animals early in the morning and sometimes late into the night. They had to rise early in order to get the feeding done and still catch the bus for school. Country living can be harsh at times but it is a good building foundation for a young person. I think most people realize that and it's why so many come here looking for that connection.
Not all lessons in country life are intentionally taught. Just observing my grandparents, aunts and uncles along with my mom and dad going about their daily routines was a learning experience. Add in the time I spent at stock shows, trips to the feed store and associations with people like Telvy Robbins and Werner Lindig it's easy to see why I had a thorough country education.
Mr. Lindig was a longtime county agent in Bandera who trained many successful livestock judging teams in the area. That was pretty much what I knew of him until his passing. I have mentioned before of unsung heroes in the form of military veterans who walk unnoticed among us. He was that and much more as I now realize.
The one mistake people make when they find you hail from the Cowboy Capital of the World is they assume you have a horse. Well I have 200 horses on the tail end of my bass boat and that's all I need. I'll leave the hay burner type for other folks. I have been around horses my whole life and I helped my great aunt Smokey Kindla haul them at times but they just didn't connect for me.
Drifting back in time by way of my memories of Growing Up In Bandera is one of the easiest things I can do and most of those journeys are pleasant. It can be sprinkled with feelings of remorse for being so oblivious to some very significant events and people I was constantly in contact with back then. I guess one of the prices of getting older is you start facing reality as you lose the blessings of youth.
2019 #179
Like my life today of taking care of the birds of all varieties here at home, my country cousins from back then had the responsibility of caring for farm and ranch animals early in the morning and sometimes late into the night. They had to rise early in order to get the feeding done and still catch the bus for school. Country living can be harsh at times but it is a good building foundation for a young person. I think most people realize that and it's why so many come here looking for that connection.
Not all lessons in country life are intentionally taught. Just observing my grandparents, aunts and uncles along with my mom and dad going about their daily routines was a learning experience. Add in the time I spent at stock shows, trips to the feed store and associations with people like Telvy Robbins and Werner Lindig it's easy to see why I had a thorough country education.
Mr. Lindig was a longtime county agent in Bandera who trained many successful livestock judging teams in the area. That was pretty much what I knew of him until his passing. I have mentioned before of unsung heroes in the form of military veterans who walk unnoticed among us. He was that and much more as I now realize.
The one mistake people make when they find you hail from the Cowboy Capital of the World is they assume you have a horse. Well I have 200 horses on the tail end of my bass boat and that's all I need. I'll leave the hay burner type for other folks. I have been around horses my whole life and I helped my great aunt Smokey Kindla haul them at times but they just didn't connect for me.
Drifting back in time by way of my memories of Growing Up In Bandera is one of the easiest things I can do and most of those journeys are pleasant. It can be sprinkled with feelings of remorse for being so oblivious to some very significant events and people I was constantly in contact with back then. I guess one of the prices of getting older is you start facing reality as you lose the blessings of youth.
2019 #179