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Memories of The Wauson Motel with seven brothers, sisters
Rainy Days and Starry NightsJuly 25, 2012 | 2,115 views | Post a comment
All my life there have been people around me. Living on the farm, in a household with seven sisters and brothers, I was never ever lonely. How can you be lonely in a four-room house with nine people? There was always someone around me; very seldom did I ever get a minute alone. Even at night, we slept three in a bed!
For several months after moving to San Antonio after graduating from Poth High School in 1949, I had an apartment by myself. It was on the second floor of an old mansion on Hackberry Street. I wrote about that apartment in my last column.
Then my sister Margaret graduated and came to San Antonio and lived with me in the apartment during that summer. Then we got a little duplex together. I loved that little place, Roseborough Street off South Presa. That summer we had fun. We played tennis and went to the Wausons’ on the bus to visit them. We loved the Wauson family. They were a big family and fun to hang out with.
I started dating Eddie when I lived there at that little place, the first of October 1950. We finally connected at the Peanut Festival in Floresville, after knowing each other for two years. Our dates consisted of taking the city bus downtown to a movie or to a restaurant to eat, and then back again, or he would come to our apartment on the bus, and we would go for long walks. Then we would sit on the steps of the little porch and talk.
We got married that December, and from that time on, I have not been alone. Even before our children were born, we had someone living with us. First it was my brother Lawrence Jr., then my sister Liz, and later on it was my brother Bob.
After moving from San Antonio to Hurst near Fort Worth in 1968, my brother Sammy, who was in the Air Force, lived with us for a year after he got back from Vietnam and was stationed at Carswell AFB in Fort Worth.
So, our home was always full of people. Our house was always open. We gave so many keys to friends and family, we didn’t even have one of our own. We enjoyed people coming to visit. Carlos Romero, a young man from Mexico, lived with us for a few years while he went to Christ for the Nations in Dallas, graduated, and got married. He was like our “adopted son.” He was like one of our children, always coming by to bring his children to see us, and to watch soccer on our cable TV. He and his wife are now missionaries in Guatemala.
We had visitors from all over the world, from Sweden to Mexico and Russia, and from the east coast to west coast. They would stay with us if they were in town. If friends came to town and had no place to stay, they knew they could call us. When family came to Six Flags from San Antonio, they had a place to stay. We called our home The Wauson Motel.
Someone was always dropping in to say hello, or to ask for prayer. Some even came to stay a week or so, needing prayer and ministry and just some old-fashioned loving. Our house became a house of prayer and a place of retreat.
Then before I knew it, everyone was gone! My children and grandchildren were scattered all over the world from Germany to Bolivia in South America, to San Diego, Calif., to Camp Lejeune in North Carolina, to Colorado and Miami, Florida. Those were changing times and changing lives.
Five years ago, I moved to Floresville, because my husband Eddie was in the Veterans Home with Alzheimer’s. I was fighting loneliness. But I tried to overcome it. I thought it was only for a season. I was living with Julie, my daughter. We didn’t have friends or family in this town. We started going to a church. Those members made us not feel so lonely.
But Eddie passed away two years later, in 2009. It’s just Julie and me now. Life is peaceful, slow, calm, and not a lot of trauma or excitement, but I sort of like it now. It’s not a lot of traffic or noise. Like I said, it is peaceful.
But I miss those days when our house was a place where everyone wanted to come to, who knew the door was always open, and they could get a good home-cooked meal. It still is that place, but the doorbell seldom rings. Well, the only thing that has changed, I don’t cook a home-cooked meal that often! But if you come by, I will have a cup of coffee or a tall glass of iced tea ready for you. And I will get you a bowl of Blue Bell Ice Cream too.
Lois Zook Wauson is the oldest of eight children who grew up on a farm in Wilson County in the mid-20th century. After many years living in other parts of Texas, she now lives and writes in Floresville. Her two books are available from the Wilson County News office.
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