Norton Commando

in the mid-60s there was no place in Houston where you could find a glass-blower, a candle maker, a tailor, a high-end clothing store, wilderness equipment store, a pre-Pier One importer, a steak house with live folk music every night in the bar, a classic Chinese "you look you break you buy of you own use" import shop, a killer ice cream store, and much more I've forgotten. Indeed, the Westbury Square atmosphere was magic. I seem to remember that they even had a shop that specialized in miniature lead soldiers.