by Phil Houseal | Apr 26, 2023 | All Articles, Education, People of the Hill Country
April 26, 2023–I recently decided to replace the shade tree in my front yard. It died about, oh, 28 years ago, so I figured it was time. I dutifully researched what genus of tree to get. It had to be quick growing, yet not trashy; able to get by on little water, yet...
by Phil Houseal | Apr 5, 2023 | All Articles, Education, History, Philosophy
April 5, 2023–Who else hates board games that take longer to set up than to play? The only ones worse are games that take longer to play than to set up. I was thinking of this because we’ve been pulling out all those boxes of games to play with our grands. You know,...
by Phil Houseal | Apr 3, 2023 | All Articles, Education, Events, History, Music, People of the Hill Country, Venue
April 3, 2023–After eight years at its helm, and more than three decades as one of its biggest fans, Mary Muse is stepping down as Executive Director of the Kerrville Folk Festival (KFF) following this year’s event, effective June 30, 2023. “For Bill and me both, we...
by Phil Houseal | Mar 29, 2023 | All Articles, Education, History, Philosophy
Mar 29, 2023–Here’s a modest proposal for hyperactivity in pre-teens: let them be kidnapped by Comanches 150 years ago. Hear me out before howling. I’ve been reading the stories of the Hill Country children who were taken into the Comanche and Apache tribes in the...
by Phil Houseal | Mar 22, 2023 | All Articles, Education, Events, History, People of the Hill Country, Philosophy, Venue
Mar 22, 2023–One Wednesday every month I have a date with a special lady. Since last fall, “Pearl” and I have programmed robots, designed circuits, studied bugs, and built structures. You see, Pearl is my 7-year-old granddaughter, and our dates are to the Science Mill...
by Phil Houseal | Mar 15, 2023 | All Articles, Education
March 15, 2023–When I first came to Texas, I almost got sent back over the Red River. It was at a club in San Antonio when I asked a native Texan where I might attend the ballet. What followed was awkward silence and a stare that made me feel like I was in a saloon in...
