MartiMoser

Unfortunately, it is the norm and not a rare exception to keep a building, much less keep it historically correct in renovation process. I know for a fact it can be done & should. My husband who is about to be 82 in August graduated from Austin & went on to union bricklayers local 5 at 17 years old. We have done several homes downtown that were either already denoted with their historical building sign or applying & renovating. We also did the work at San Felipe de Austin, a replica of Stephen F Austin's building in the community of the "Old 300". Historically correct even though a replica. I originally joined this group over the Farmers Market on Airline Drive being sold & scrubbed clean of the "messy" old buildings. Houston has always been a transient city with newcomers outnumbering natives. Not much sentimentality when they are not from here. Makes me sad.

My cousin taught English there for many years. She had the G&T students. Many former students in the Texas Educational System.

What???? Not me.

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.

When I was a little girl I would go with one of my three older siblings to get ice cream cones at the ice cream parlor. They were 6, 9 & 10 yrs older. They had a double cone that you could get a quadruple scoop ice cream. We named the oldest Little Lotta because she'd order her quadruples. You couldn't see her face when she worked on that monster.

Susan T have you tried Humblegen.org?

I just watched a program on Channel 8 Monday night about the 50's & 60's laws & then Ronald Reagan's ghastly reasoning for the epidemic & his total disdain. Kind of a, they're reaping what they sow attitude. Kind of like what we're hearing from the guy in DC. I can't even say his name without having a case of the Coniption Fits. SMDH.

He was back this morning.

I'm so sorry, just saw your query. Our company was not involved in the actual moving of the old houses. My husband, who is 81 and finally retired had a masonry business in Houston, Pearland & Manvel. We did the actual repairs to the moved home, including homes being restored for historical marker consideration. He'd been in business so long he had connections with the brick manufacturers & stone quarries who could match the original. You would be better off contacting either Keith Cherry or the other fellow listed on the website. Good luck. They are the very best in town!

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

Love Melanie Lawson myself. I threaten my grandson when he's acting foolish that "It's about to get Elma Barrera, film at 11" if he doesn't straighten up.

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

He indeed is still in business. Keith Cherry & my husband are old friends. https://www.cherryhousemoving.com/

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.

I've known some sign painters in my time. You're absolutely right. I worked for A J Foyt for 10 yrs, 82-92. We had a window painter/pinstriper who'd sit in this old beat up Rambler station wagon the mornings we'd need him. He didn't come out & go to painting til he drank 4 or 5 hot Falstaff beers to steady his pinstriping hand and then he'd do perfect work. We called him Rembrandt.

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

Libbie. I'm sure the sign change was on the remodeling agenda, but they lost the whole agenda. "Gimme a qt Miller High Life in a brown bag please"

Found this 1st Edition Zane Grey yesterday for $4.50. I didn't notice the 1st edition markings til I got it home. I bought for this. ❤

Houston 19514 In reference to The Docket idea, if close to the bail bonds buildings it could also be a great place for said newly released inmates. Just a weird thought.

Materene, Thank you for your memories. Today is my dad's 93rd heavenly birthday. He was10 yrs old when he, my grandmother& two younger siblings came to Airline Drive in 1935. He had an ice route at this young age to support his mother & the babies. Epitome of a Houston success story. No education to speak of he became a successful business owner in Houston. The memories I have of Airline Drive & Farmers Market are rich & filled with love. From his little brother Ronny boxing with one of the Elizondo brothers, to walking in on a Saturday & receiving a warm hug and a piece of dulce from Mr. Canino, I'll never forget. Thank you again. They survived & thrived in this color blind life. Happy birthday daddy. I'll never forget our Saturday adventures. In reference to the trees heavy laden with God's bounty, we had that too. Our ancestors were amazing with their ability to plant a seed or seedling & we are still enjoying the bounty of their work. Not to sound crass, but my father would say of my Granny, "She could make chicken salad out of chicken shit". Only a hungry child of the depression could mean it as a compliment & our sweet Granny took it as such. They began their journey here living in the back of a box truck. If I am 1/10 the person my ancestors were, I consider myself accomplished.