Monday, December 3, 2012

We Went to Lubbock

Ostensibly, we went to attend the 2012 Western Literature Association Conference, hosted by Texas Tech. I contemplated taking photos of Mike while he presented, but I decided not to be That Woman who embarrasses her family for the sake of the blog. Also, I was feeding Charlie. So no photos of the conference. Sorry.

Anyway, a conference within driving distance meant Charlie and I could tag along with Mike. Wonderful friends let us stay with them for free (thank you, Shipleys!), and UTSA covered our other travel expenses, so it was a great mini-vacation and family history research opportunity.

I'm working on writing about our trip and posting photos pertaining to Mike's family history on our family history blog, Some Lemon Family History. So if you're interested in that sort of information (i.e., you're related to us somehow), go ahead and check that out.

For the rest of you, our trip in photos:

A grove of I'm not sure what. But it was lovely.
Hill Country is so gorgeous, one of my favorite regions of Texas.
The first sighting of cotton.  The Lubbock area is the largest contiguous
region of cotton production in the world. Says Wikipedia.
Switching drivers in Coleman, TX.
I'm sorry, this is the quittingest store name I've ever seen.
I insisted the superhero enthusiasts hop out for a picture.
The George Simms and Pauline Sanders Lemon home in Lubbock. Just a block from Texas Tech.
Mike's great-aunt Cherry informed us it used to be white with blue shutters.
Former site of the Pioneer Cookie Co., which Mike's great-grandfather founded at least as early as 1947.
We're not sure how old the building is, or if it's the same building that housed the cookie company.
Half the building is empty, and half is an upscale home fabric and trim store.
According to Nancy, one of the owners of All About Looks, the building was a car garage in a previous life.
Neat wall art next to the cookie factory site.
This neighborhood of Lubbock is called the Depot District. Apparently it's got a hoppin' nightlife scene.
On Saturday, the final day of the conference, we took off to Floydada, about 40 minutes north of Lubbock.
These are bales of cotton the size of shipping containers. And a lot of dust. It is WINDY in the panhandle.
Mike and Charlie at the Charles and Annie Sanders grave site.
We liked the name Charles regardless, but I love that Charlie's fourth great-grandfather was also a Charlie.
Then from Floydada we drove around Lubbock to Slaton, which sits about 20 minutes southeast of Lubbock.
Charles and Annie's son, H.G., and his wife, Edith (Mike's second great- and Charlie's third great-grandparents),
raised their kids here. More signs of life in Slaton than in Floydada, but not by much.
Slaton's famous bakery. We got shortbread cookies shaped like cows, a bag of gingersnaps, and two pumpkin donuts.
H.G. was a grocer in Slaton. We're not sure where his store would have been.
The address we have for the grocery store corresponds roughly with the back half of this building.
A sketch of Edith Courtney Sanders, Mike's second great-grandmother, hanging in her home in Slaton.
Edith's daughter-in-law (Mike's second great-aunt Jo) still lives there.
I hope to get back to Slaton for some high-res scans of the family photos.
The home is full of gorgeous details original to the home.
A photo of H.G. (left) and Charlie (right) Sanders.
Charlie is dead-end in our research. He did not want to talk about his upbringing.
We don't know where he was born, the names of his parents, or if he had any siblings.
Mike's grandfather wondered if Charlie, born in 1863, was a Civil War orphan.
By sheer coincidence, the Shipleys attend church in the same building Mike's grandparents did
when they first joined the LDS Church in the 1950s.
I tried hard to get a good shot of the wind turbines. They really do stretch as far as the eye can see out there.
Heading home. Perhaps grimacing at an oncoming tumbleweed.
We narrowly avoided several small ones, but a large one (probably about 4 feet tall) hit us head on.
No photos, but I must mention the Crafthouse. The Shipleys treated us to dinner there. It was my first exposure to gastropub fare. I loved the deep-fried soft-boiled eggs and the Coke glazed pork tenderloin with apple fennel slaw and butternut squash puree. We had ice cream at the Arrogant Texan. Also spot-on. What can I say, our hosts had excellent taste!


  1. How fun to get to do some family history on your trip! Great pictures.

  2. That is my kind of trip! There is something about being where your ancestors were that just can't be beat. Good pictures and good memories.

  3. Thanks for the photos. I spend a lot of time in Lubbock (with Aunt Pauline, Uncle George, Little George, Cherry and Jon) when I was a kid, as well as in Slaton at Mema's (Edith COURTNEY Sanders). In the summer, Jon and I used to take a wheelbarrow to Texas Tech campus, take all the Coke bottles we could find at the Coke machines, and then turn them in at the grocery store for two cents a bottle. We used to go to Big George's Pioneer Cookie factory and gorge on cookies. We also helped in one of George's business failure, setting up broken cookies stores in West Texas selling Pioneer cookies.

    Horace Greeley Sanders (HG or Horse, as I called him) grocery store was on the main square in Slaton, across from the old courthouse. It looked nothing like the building you photographed, but had big plate glass windows in front and was an old fashioned store. HG used to put me in the candy case with a paper bag and let me take as much candy home as I wanted, but the next day he would take the candy back to the store and put it back in the case. I lived with HG and Mema in Slaton at their house on Garza Street with my mother Virginia (who is buried in the Slaton Cemetery next to HG and Mema) until I was almost four, during WWII. HG used to take me to the store with him many mornings when I was a child. He called me Man and I called him Horse (Couldn't pronounce HG).

    Lots of wonderful memories in those photos.

    1. Ed, thanks for the heads up on HG's Grocery story. We were confused as to where it might be. The Slaton Bakery might be the location, but the employee didn't know who had owned the building previously. Hopefully we can make our way back up there.
      But, we're glad you enjoyed the photos. We'll keep them coming.