How to Call for Coffee in Paint Rock
S.J. Houghton wrote:
"Once when freight driver Bill Harelson and I stopped for dinner at a little hotel at Paint Rock [near San Angelo], Bill began his meal by gulping down a cup of coffee, and then, searching for his sixshooter, shot a hole in the dining room floor. Whereupon the girl waiter placidly emerged from the kitchen. Holding out his cup and saucer at arm's length toward her, Bill smilingly said, "Another cup, please." It appeared that I was the only one to sense anything extraordinary about this mode of calling a waiter."
----- S.J. Houghton of Dallas, Texas, 1936
Beauty is only skin deep but Texas is to the bone.