MartiMoser

Not to be the correctness cop, but lower income families have to live somewhere. And as far as I know, if my dad, grandmother,and the 2 littler siblings lived there in 1936 it definitely wasn't Silk Stocking Lane as daddy always called the fancier parts of Houston. They didn't have a pot to pee in or a window to throw it out of. In an unrelated and related subject, my little brother born in 1959 was a red headed freckled mess. He was nicknamed Mr. Olshan after the demolition branch of Olshans. If given the chance I know for a fact he'd be able to tear up an anvil. ❤️ Photo was snapped shortly after throwing a few brick around from the bbq pit construction situation. 3 years old. Old Chocolate Bayou Rd memories. Lol.

I heard they opened today. On the morning news

My late husband was a 63 year stone mason and bricklayer, Local 5 Texas. I bought this print for him for his birthday one year from Sloane Gallery. These are the immigrant workers who laid the brick streets. I couldn't help noticing that a bricklayer's biggest pet peeve has been committed on some replies. Whether you have 1 brick or 1000 brick, it is never bricks. They did not build bricks walls or bricks houses. Just keeping y'all up on the lingo. I miss him every day. He was a walking encyclopedia of Houston, particularly downtown. And we would find a parking space close to Allen's Landing and walk the streets with him pointing out the rare rings left in the sidewalks to tie your horse and buggy, old stone buildings that I'm sure are no longer there and then Old Spaghetti Warehouse, finishing up at La Carafe.

There used to be a government site that you could look up the ownership history of an address. My dad bought my grandmother a home in Denver Harbor in 1942. He was 17 and the developer financed. I'd love to see the tax information on value. I have an insurance renewal and the coverage was for total coverage plus garage and contents was valued at $1100.00. The premium was 8.57 for 1 year and she paid it in 52 week increment. A lady with a receipt book would come by to collect for that and life policies she had on all members of the family. Even in 1942 could $1100.00 be right?

Hello again. I have been contacted by Troy Polly's grandson. I was reading Jolly all these years. He knows almost nothing of his grandfather Troy. If anyone comes up with more photos he would be grateful. I have the Sloane collection so if you all have snapshots of your family skating please post. His name is Mark Polly and he is starving for his family history.

Courtney there is a young lady on our Houston history Facebook site trying to reintroduce her 17 year old uncles case from 1975. He was a Vargo family member from the restaurant of the same. How can I help her get in touch with you? Thanks Marti Moser

My dad came to Houston in 1935 when he was 10 yrs old. One of his first jobs after WWII in 1946 was for Mr George. He also worked for Horton & Horton. In 53 or 54 he opened his wholesale building material business on Holmes Rd. Both jobs he was a concrete salesman. He aggravated the whole bunch because he could figure a job in his head before they could get their paper and pencils ready.

My dad was in the VAhospital for an extended time in about 1967. We could smell the cookies and crackers baking. Dad knew they had a storefront and my mom would bring him different things every night, still warm. He called it the Nabs plant. The smell was intoxicating for a small child. We weren't allowed to go in to see him. We'd stand on the lawn and he'd wave from the window.

How could any red-blooded native Houstonian NOT love this blog site. I've yet to see a subject that many others jump on and inform or connect. I treasure my native status. Wish we'd had more history lovers in charge. Our history has been lost.

My grandma, dad & 2 younger siblings came to Houston in 1936. My dad had a rough ice route. Airline, Tidwell, Parker & Jenson. He bought a truck from Mr. Jolley who owned Polar Ice. Well we thought we knew. I've inherited photos & letters of my grandmas. Letter came from a sailor cousin & he pined about The Polar. "He'll never forget when Bill wrecked Old Man Jolley's truck & had to buy it". " The rumble they were in that night was exciting". These 2 hood thugs became a well regarded dentist in Oak Forest, Dr. Troy N Moser & Vice President of Builder's Hardware Inc. on Holmes Rd, Bill F Moser. My dad Bill was 11 when he started the route & bought the truck at about 12 yrs old.

I'll do further studying later. But in reference again to the Butera family, they are all directly related to the Mandola & Carrabba families. All steeped in our Houston history. My mom worked at the first Niday Funeral home on Bellfort. Next door to the funeral home was a Butera owned grocery. Had the best chopped beef sandwich I'd ever eaten. The meat case also served the delicious half or whole chicken dinners. Half or whole deviled eggs b❤️

So sorry it took so long. I have lots going on right now. I would think on the Pasternak subject I can't swear, but I'd almost bet the farm it would be yes. And Butera's definitely a yes. I was born in 57 so earlier history would be passed along by kin. I knew of the Pasternak starting about 5 years old. My mom's mother died at 30yrs old. Her sister I mentioned in earlier post was our maternal grandmother figure. I'm not sure who her partner was in the Jet Coffee Shop inside Houston Municipal Airport. Definitely her catering company was partner was Mr. Aaron. I have a little history on the Butera family. Now where I put it? Lol.

This newspaper clipping was in my grandma's treasures I inherited. She has probably 100 clippings. Even if it were friends of a friend, she meticulously cut them out and kept in envelopes. This is board of directors for Lucky 7 Supermarkets. She would have known Mr. Trahan whose store was in Denver Harbor and she knew of the Pasternaks who had Garden Villas Supermarket. My great aunt on my mom's side. Angie Runnels was the demonstration lady there. She and Mr. Aaron were partners in other ventures. She originally had the Jet Coffee Shop in Municipal Airport and their last venture was a catering company for the oil company jets. A box lunch with fried chicken, buttermilk biscuits & a slice of pie or cake. Her last job without Pasternak partnering was greeter at McDonald's on 610W & Fannin. She was in her 90s & legally blind. She lived to be 101.

Correct. We went 2 places for produce on Saturday mornings...Farmers Market or Produce Row. We knew both clans but I don't ever remember saying Caninos or Elizondo Brothers.

Susan T have you tried Humblegen.org?

Our main thoroughfare is FM1128 (Masters Rd). It was dirt road when my husband moved to this property. It is still a 2 lane road, but it's the back road shortcut for Medical Center, Midtown and beyond. It is also the favorite of bicyclers on weekends. None of the above is a bother. I just have one itch to scratch. It is a very young adult male on a Japanese motorcycle that apparently only has 2 notches on the speedometer. Stop & 120 mph. You literally don't hear him coming until he's here. It sounds exactly like a Formula1 Ferrari. I wasn't going to do anything about it, I'd mulled it over, his business, none of mine, etc. But I've decided to do the correct thing & speak to someone at the police department. I am saving his life, not tattling. I would hope a stranger would do the same for my children. With all the unbelievable lunacy coming from the shining house in the East, I'm not going to change who I am as a person. That is a mother, wife, daughter, sister & good citizen of this country. Nobody will make me cower. Nobody.

The Jack in the Box at 6901 Bellfort was our teenage hangout on Friday & Saturday nights. We went there between 1972-1975. Innocent kid stuff. Drive thru backwards, place goofy orders, things like that. I ran with 2 friends & we were definitely The 3 Musketeers. We girls were so shallow. We went to Houston from Pearland. The boys in Pearland were not allowed long hair, so our boyfriends went to Jones, Milby & Austin. Hair was not a problem. Ha. 15 yrs old. First car. Summer of 72

I googled Bobby McGee's for information. First thing that pops up? HAIF WordPress, 2014. Ha. Discussions on different chains & kind of a where or what are they now. July 2014

First, let me say Happy Anniversary! First topic at hand would be de-countryfying (is it un or de) (is contryfying even a word? If not, it is now) I was 2 yrs old when we moved outside the city limits of Pearland in June of 1960. The census was 1,700.00. Mama & Daddy bought 5 acres with 3 barns & a home. $16,000.00. Pearland is headed to toward the 2020 census predicting close to 170,000 citizens. We live in Manvel & it was very country in the 70's. Now we have folks coming to live in the country, but they don't like the "inconvenience" of our damn slow trucks & the quaint tractors going up & down the road at a snail's pace. They've got a latte with their name on it By God! Sorry. How dare they feed your beef and grow your veggies. Bunch of rubes.

I popped off before I did my do diligence. My mistake. I saw on the image of the original entrance it had Canino... everything correct. Then I read a couple of the members posts and saw what you meant. I am the 9 month younger cousin of a previous Head of English Department at Austin High School in HISD. She felt very fortunate to have the hungry for knowledge, brilliant students in her classes. She now teaches, what I call "The Incorrigible Crowd" in a Pearland ISD school. I digress, but trying to describe my tough, meticulous red head white girl from Denver Harbor. We played school VERY early in our childhood. She taught and I was critiqued...alot. I learned to read and write before I started school and a very top hand in spelling and grammar. If I slip she corrects me on Facebook. I'm 60 & don't care. As usual though, I thank her and edit the post.

I'm pretty sure they were hustling their a*ses off peddling produce & didn't get too involved in the punctuation & grammar. There may also be a few participles dangling in the weekly circulars.

Sooo, Being the "A" Type competitive Leo, I believe I'll be wearing the winner crown in no time.

I'm going to sound like an ignorant b**tch (wasn't aware til now we can asterisk cuss), but tell me please what the significance of garnering the most likes, loves & shares? Are there money prizes, gift cards or what? Been left in the dark on both... asterisk cuss & king or queen of likes.

Memories Foley's downtown. Couple of Pinterest in Santa's Workshop-Marti Moser. Others My siblings Born in 1946, 48, 49 & 52