Thursday, June 24, 2010

"I Do Hereby Proclaim, I have found It"

He was “all wet” all right, but not in the Fountain of Youth discovery. Juan Ponce de Leon hop-scotched over from Puerto Rico and has been given credit for discovering what he thought or hoped was the fountain of youth at St. Augustine, Florida in the 16th century. It ain’t so. Or at least in my opinion.

The fountain of Youth is in Luckenbach, Texas. No one probably noticed but I have been absent a day or two. I took a couple of days off from the office while The Boss and I took a short vacation to Fredricksburg, Texas. Six million, eight thousand, three hundred and six , (that is where I stopped counting), motorcycles decided to do the same thing. On Saturday, on our way back home, we “cut through” to stop in on Luckenbach, Texas. The motor cycle riders decided to do that too. Most of you know I am a frustrated wanna be git-tar picker and If you had a radio and only listened to one country song, around ’78-’80,you have heard , “Let’s go to Luckenback, Texas, with Willie Waylon and the Boys”. Sooo, that is what I did.

Everyone must have thought this was the fountain of youth because most of us there had more wrinkles in ourselves than our jeans. After sass-shaying around the grounds and in and out of the “fountain” part of the party, I did feel a little better. See there? I told you. It was hot so I go me another bottle of youth and plopped down in an empty chair and just stared at all the people. Everyone seemed to feel younger than their gray hair indicated. I did. How come that is, reckon?

It was just like Ole’ Ponce. He felt better when he splashed off in what he thought was the fountain of youth just because he “thought” he felt better. Me too, ‘cept I didn’t splash off in anything, I just had a good time reminissin’. I know I felt better than that dude that was walking so bow-legged that his steps were wider than they were long. He had had a long trail ride and the last half of that ride was coming up. All I had to look forward to was air conditioning, cruise control and power steering. Besides, we only had about twenty miles until we got to the next bed and breakfast at which we were going to stay.

I was gonna write a real “sturring” response on the effects of this fountain of youth but I think ya’ll would have a good time doing a little research on your own. There is quite a bit on this part of Texas even though there ain’t much to the place itself. It is all in one’s mind and you will see what I am talking about….maybe. I will post a couple of clicking links ( go ahead and “Google “ – Hondo Crouch )and If I can figure out how to get ‘em in the right places, I will post some pics.

These high pixel pics take forty forevers to upload, so I will post more pics later.  One more thought.  I was telling my oldest daughter about Luckenbach and she finally asked,,"You mean, they don't even have a Walmart"?  I 'bout fell out of my chair I stopped my story right there.  :)


  1. This was a fun story Glen. I'm sure you look younger now too!

  2. Loved the video! cool links too! Looks like a whole lot of fun to me!

  3. Oh,that sounds like so much fun. The only thing missing was my man "Willie". Glad ya'll are taking time to enjoy life.

  4. I really noticed at the festival this last week just how many baby boomers there really are...and I swear they never looked younger! Glad you got to sit a spell in Luckenback - too bad Waylon wasn't there.

    And by the way, I DID notice your absence, and hoped you hadn't forsaken us again! (Just kidding, I know you learned your lesson on that one.)

  5. WOW you are one great story teller my friend. I so love Waylon Jennings and his song Luckenback, Texas......:-) Hugs

  6. Great story. I read it yesterday and came back this morning to read the links. I'm glad I did. Hondo Crouch should be immortalized in a movie. What an American icon. I loved reading about him. Thanks, Glenn.

  7. Great story, Glenn. I really enjoyed the video too. Thanks for the links. I'll check them out. Have a wonderful weekend!

  8. Oh my gosh, Glenn, this brought back a ton of memories!! When my mother married my wicked stepfather, we moved from Orange County, CA (yes, "the OC") to a two-horse town in the Inland Empire. At least there was a laundromat, so we'd go down there with friends to do laundry, and while we waited we either listened to country music or played it on our guitars. We kinda liked the acoustics in the building, and we even got one or two compliments on our voices. (My sister went on to study voice in college and was the lead singer in a club band for years, so I guess it paid off.) Too cool. Loved listening to the song again!!

  9. Finally! I like where you went with this, Glenn...

  10. Thanks for popping in to my blog today, Glenn. It was great to meet you!

  11. It has been a spell since I've been to Luckenbach -- you got my travelin' genes all stirred up.

    Of course I didn't take offense at your comment on my fact I smiled and chuckled once or twice. It's always a pleasure, and entertaining, to hear from you.

  12. Let's go to Luckenback, Texas...
    Willie, Waylon, and the boys.
    Golly, what some nostalgic memories that post brought back...
    I'm sorry I haven't been commenting much lately...forgetting my friends.
    ps. yes I do collect coke stuff, when I can afford it. Most of it now is repro junk. I have sold some pieces I could cry about...ain't we all..
    Well, have a good day, Texas.