Daily Newspaper and Travel Guide
for Pecos Country
of West Texas
Tuesday, August 20, 2002
By Peggy McCracken
A visit to Flomot brought
back lots of memories
Flomot has about dried up and blown away. Literally and figuratively.
One family lives in the town that once buzzed with industry and commerce.
When my brother, two sisters and I made the trek back for the triennial
homecoming in the Flomot gym and school cafeteria/turned community center,
we found only a few familiar faces. The list of exes who died since the last
gathering was almost as long as the guest list.
It was worth the trip, though, just to get to dance in the rain.
I had prayed for rain for Pecos, and we got it (as usual) during the rodeo.
As I drove toward Flomot in a heavy rain, I considered praying that it not
rain during the homecoming. But how can you pray that it doesn't rain in
farming country where folks depend on dry-land cotton, maize and peanuts
for their livelihood? No, I decided, we could always move our visiting and
dancing inside the gym if the floods came.
We didn't have to move inside, but the sprinkle started with the dance
music and kept us pleasantly cool all night. That is until about 11. We didn't
even make it until midnight this time around. Clogged arteries and the like
shorten the evenings somewhat.
Before the dancing started, Charles Tanner and I walked across the road
to the concrete tank that used to serve the steam-powered gin. It also served
as a baptismal tank for the Baptist and Church of Christ congregations. Charles
remembers that he and I were baptized the same night. He even remembers that
I wore brown shorts. But I think he got me mixed up with someone else, because
I didn't even own a pair of shorts and wouldn't have dared wear them to a
church function anyway. We did make our professions of faith at the same
time in the little Baptist church, but Mama thought I might want to wait
awhile to be baptized. Not liking the idea of climbing into that cold water
on a chilly night, I agreed. It was five years and a marriage later that
I took the plunge in the Quitaque church's baptistry (indoors).
That gin held lots of memories for me. Daddy often let us ride on top
of a loaded cotton trailer to the gin, and we explored as much as we were
allowed inside and outside the gin. Sometimes they were short handed, and
Daddy ran the suction that pulled our cotton bolls into the cleaners and
saws. Although the gin still operates, it doesn't use steam, and the tank
is an abandoned shell.
I was sad to note that the gym looks kind of abandoned, too. The once
glossy hardwood floor has been ruined in places, due to a leaky roof. That
gym provided us many hours of sheer enjoyment, tossing a basketball, hitting
a volleyball or watching local folks on the stage in some talent show or
drama. It is showing its age like the rest of us.
Marcella Lovett said that she and David drove through Turkey and Matador
on their 30-year anniversary "honeymoon" trip. Had they just known, they
could have turned right about halfway between the two towns and discovered
Flomot. There is a café at the old gin now, where they could have
enjoyed a good country meal.
And who knows? They might have run into a rain shower.
"Until the cities be ruined and without inhabitant, until the houses are
left deserted, and the fields ruined and ravaged, until the Lord has sent
everyone away and the land is utterly forsaken." Isaiah 6:12, NIV
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Student disgusted with Bonilla's behavior
I am a college student from a middle-income family that looks for financial
aid and any type of scholarship I can find to make ends meet.
Even though I struggle with part-time jobs and with my studies, I've
always tried to squeeze in some community service as well. I
enjoy spending time at nursing homes and one-day hope to become an
Occupational Therapist where I can make a difference in the live of
Well, imagine my surprise as I came across a federal House Resolution
that if passed, would have granted me—and other 17 years olds—with
$4,725 a year for up to two years in education awards in return for work
in community service programs! My excitement quickly turned to disgust,
however, in finding out that my own congressman, Henry Bonilla, voted against
this measure (Roll Call 379, 1993). Why? There are hundreds of qualified
students like me living in the border that need just a little extra help
in reaching career goals and what better way than to be rewarded with educational
grants for helping in the community. I don't volunteer because I expect
to receive something in return, but I am a realist in that I need all the
help I can get to finish school.
Mr. Bonilla won't get my vote this November and I will work to see that
his opponent, Henry Cuellar does. With the work Henry Cuellar did in authoring
and passing the TEXAS Grant scholarship while a member of the Texas Legislature,
he has a proven record of doing all he can to see that working students get
all the help they can. Thank you Henry Cuellar. You have my vote.
Local citizen wants City to clean up Pecos
I am always hearing about keeping Pecos clean, but I wonder why the Town
of Pecos City does not try keeping Pecos clean.
We built a new jail, which is great, but has anyone seen the outside of
the jail? There is no grass, but plenty of weeds. Everyone that drives by
on Interstate 20 can see how ugly it looks.
I cannot believe that we are paying so much money for the jail, and the
city will not take care of the landscaping.
Female officers at prison should not be stereotyped
I would like to comment on a letter written by a person who has no
idea what goes on in a prison setting with a female correctional officer.
First of all, not all female officers are what you so call, "abominable
behavior". I have a mother that is employed with the Reeves County
Detention Center and she has been with them for over 10 years, I am
proud of her for what she has accomplished.
But at the same time I am not going to just sit here and read that someone
is slandering her and all of the women of RCDC. I have worked with female
officers that take their job very professionally. You cannot impose something
of that nature to women in corrections just because of a few that make a
mistake in their life.
I have a lot of respect for the female officer that has worked out there
for years. These women need praise, and a pat on the back for withstanding
the hardship of being a women in corrections, not negativity from people
who because of what they hear build a stereotype and impose it on all
CESAR C. ZERMENO
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