Texas is a special place, a place of unimaginable sweep and fascinating characters, a place of history, a place of myth and of pure, sweet memory. Traces of Texas exists to capture and preserve all aspects of Texas history and culture. It means to say to future generations that this is who we were and these are our stories and this is how we lived and this is what we looked like. It’s also the chronicle of one man’s love affair with a state.
“I must say as to what I have seen of Texas, it is the garden spot of the world. The best land and best prospects for health I ever saw is here, and I do believe it is a fortune to any man to come here.”
David Crockett
About Me
A long time ago, a pack of coyotes found a little baby boy on the banks of the Little River in Central Texas. Rather than devouring the boy, they let him grow and flourish, instilling in him a deep love of his place on the planet and a profound reverence for its w …… (more at link below)
This is the heart of Traces of Texas, the place where everything happens. Visitors upload photos of Texas —- historic and otherwise —– I upload photos. Not to mention links to stories, essays, blog posts, current events etc. If you click on just one link here, this should be it.
Texas history is vast, layered, and endlessly fascinating. I spend countless hours researching, writing, and uncovering the stories, people, and places that shaped the Lone Star State. Contributions to my coffee fund help keep the history flowing.
"You go south from Fort Davis Until you come to a place Where rainbows wait for rain ... And the river is kept in a stone box And water runs uphill. And the mountains float in the air. Except at night, when they run away to play With other mountains"
--- an old vaquero describes how to get to Big Bend from Fort Davis to journalist Frank Tolbert, 1955