Sunday, June 15, 2008
Dads and Granddads
Dad and Granddaddy Hicks ca 1932
I love this photo of my Dad. I have no idea what is in the distance out of the camera's eye where the little boy and his grandfather are pointing to, but I do know the photo was taken in Santa Anna, Texas in front of Granddaddy Hicks' hamburger joint. Joe Hicks was my dad's great grandfather. Of course, I never knew Granddaddy Hicks, but part of the family lore said he made a mean burger and he was once a deputy in Brown County. And he most assuredly kicked a son-in-law out of the family who was said to be a "ne'er do well".
Below is the same locale some 75 years later. The awning is gone, as is the hitchin' post, but the old building remains in forgotten disrepair. I don't know who owns it now, but I would love to have the funds to buy it and fix it back up, maybe open a coffee/bookstore. Don't think I want to be another short-order cook, however.
This photo is of my maternal grandfather, Willis, in his younger years (thank you, Cousin Tim!). I have no information regarding the motorcycle, but I suspect it belonged to my great uncle Ace, Willis' youngest brother. In the background, you can see the face of my great grandfather, Joe Gus. I wonder what was going through his mind, watching this odd machine and his son riding it. Had to been taken on one of the many farms Joe Gus sharecropped on. My family lived so luxuriously *grin*.
This last photo was taken shortly after Christmas, 1954. Dad must have just gotten off duty, and judging from bedtime attire, it appears I have been awakened from my crib to play a bit with him. It is odd to look at this photo - my dad is long gone, but I still have that old panda bear up in my closet.
Happy Father's Day to all the Dads in my life wherever you are; may you be enjoying a homemade burger, riding a motorcycle, or maybe drowning worms somewhere on the Colorado River banks.
All my love, gentlemen.