Good Morning to all! The sun is rising and we are on the road before 8 a.m. We've opted to wait until Fort Stockton for coffee, so wish us well. Please. A quick drive through Crane - there's a little more, but not much.
Peek - they are ready for Mardi Gras.
After ordering, I walk through the joining shop. Yep, name is appropriate - I missed the rack with all the sequins. Yep, sequins in Fort Stockton.
First up --- Courthouse Square. The courthouse was built and has had some remodeling, but is the only courthouse to have ever been built in Pecos County.
Also on the square is the first Catholic Church in Fort Stockton. The establishment of a Catholic Church in the area began shortly after the Civil War when Fort Stockton was reoccupied by U.S. troops. The first services were conducted in 1872 and construction of the present building began three years later. It was built of adobe on a stone foundation and remodeled in the 1960's during the "cover everything over and make it new" stage. Drives me nuts. If you look close, they kept a small square in the lower corner of the door as original and the arch over the door still shows as well. Everything else is plastered over. Why, why, why?
One of the things we LOVE about Catholic churches is that, for the most part, they are accessible. Most other denominations lock everything up like Fort Knox. The doors are open and welcoming so in we go. It's very simple in decor -- love it.
This is our view - crazy, right?
Right next to the springs is this GREAT community BBQ. Look how many I captured in just this one photo - they continued down the side to the other end.
Heralded as the oldest existing Protestant church west of the Pecos River, St. Stephen's was originally constructed in Pecos, Texas (54 miles north of Fort Stockton) in 1896 and consecrated in 1903. Continuous services were held in this building, until 1958, at which time construction was began on the new St. Mark's. In 1956, after being slated for demolition, it was given to the members of St. Stephen's Episcopal Church in Fort Stockton. The community of Fort Stockton made plans to move this church there. These churches were generally built of stone with slate roofs and narrow windows. St. Stephen's is constructed of wood and in the historic style of country or parish churches of England.
It's time to stretch the legs a bit but I'm taking pictures as we walk to the visitor center.
We're only inside for a few minutes as there is a couple inside with multiple dogs - on leashes but running amok - who does that? I'm so confused. One quick pic and then we will go check out the buildings. So ------ I've learned a ton about the bugle at a fort. How much do you know? First: The Sounds of Calls that regulated the day's activities were most characteristic. A military post was orchestrated by the sonances of the bugle, a set of distinctive melodies played by the bugler at appointed times each day. An apt description of this is attributed to Elizabeth Custer (who was never at Fort Stockton, but was well aware of the practice), "It was the hourly monitor... It told us when to eat, to sleep, to march, and to go to church . . . we needed time pieces only when absent from garrison or camp. The never tardy sound calling to duty was better than clock and brought us up standing . . . Instead of the usual remark, 'Why here it is four o'clock already!', we found ourselves saying: 'There's 'stables' and where has the day gone?'" The bugle never left the post and THIS bugle was found during the restoration of the officer's quarters and although battered and dented, it is still full of life. It was play at a celebration in July 1986, one hundred years to the day after the flag was lowered at Fort Stockton in 1886 and the post was abandoned. Pretty cool, right? Check out the time schedule.
The bunkhouse - (this was HALF of the building)
One very small cell --- a single leg iron on a rock in the corner of the larger cell -- ugh.
With that, it's time to depart Fort Stockton and continue on our way, but not without saying howdy to Paisano Pete -- inarguably one of the most recognizable roadside attractions in the Southwest. This unofficial mascot was erected in 1980 and declared the largest roadrunner in the world at 11 feet tall and 22 feet long.
We're not stopping long here as we will make a return trip to Marathon on the way back home, but a quick stretch to check out the Gage Hotel. This brick hotel building was constructed in 1926-27 and is still being used as an operating business.
We even took a quick peek inside.
Yummy smells abound and the selection here is pretty cool too. I spot one case with lots of history related to this little grocery store. The French Co. Grocer opened in 2006, revamping the existing grocery store that had been in operation for 25 years. Since 1980 there has been a grocery store in this location. It is named after Lucille French's grocery store that operated in Marathon from 1900 to 1972. What a fun find.
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