Comments on: From Another Time: A Salute To Our Historical Heritage

By: McKenzie Berry

McKenzie Berry — Wed, 27 Apr 2011 17:33:07 +0000

I recently was told of your site. Actually,I visited it to see “West Texas” with Doug Smith’s music.I have discovered your treasure trove of heart touching pictures and historical data. Thank you so much.
I live West of the Pecos, in mesa country. I am familiar with the Panhandle Plains and Canyons and love that part of our state too.

By: Gina Reese

Gina Reese — Tue, 26 Apr 2011 19:18:52 +0000

This video made me cry. I was born in Littlefield and raised around Sweetwater. Although my parents still live in Lubbock, my husband and I moved our family to Alaska two years ago. Alaska is majestic, but this video made me homesick for Texas……Thank you for transporting me to a place 4000 miles south!!

By: B A Hyatt

B A Hyatt — Fri, 22 Apr 2011 22:11:28 +0000

These pictures are outstanding pictures of scense I know well. My grandfather settled in Dickens County in 1901 on a place joining the Pitchfork on the east and the other three sides joined the then unfenced Matador. My mother was three years old at the time. I was born on that Murchison homestead in 1928, moved away at age one back at age twelve, graduated from Dickens High School in 1945. My dad ran a store on the corner of the place from 1940 until 1954 and a lot of people stopped there as it was the first stopping place west of Guthrie.

By: Nona Walker

Nona Walker — Fri, 15 Apr 2011 16:50:50 +0000

My nephew sent me your wonderful video and I enjoyed it so much. Lubbock was my home, and my grandparents lived in Bomarton, just east of Seymour. During my childhood in the 1940′s and 1950′s, we made that trip countless times to visit my grandparents. Always, we would return to Lubbock on Sunday afternoon just in time to see the sunset at Blanco Canyon. I loved it and it remains one of my favorite places in the world. I have lived away now for 50 years but when I think of home, I can still see the sunset on Blanco Canyon. Thank you for taking me there one more time.

By: Luke

Luke — Fri, 04 Jun 2010 20:42:33 +0000

I took your 4300 class 4 years ago and I remember getting a great shot of Mackenzie Park. I think I shot it pretty close to the spot you were at and in the same perspective as the shot above. I cought some great steam coming off the water though ha. I loved your class by the way.

By: Whitney

Whitney — Fri, 21 May 2010 16:39:05 +0000

Your words and your photography never cease to amaze me.

I enjoyed your trip through history and will never look at these common sites quite the same.

Thanks!
Whitney

By: Christian West Wilkerson

Christian West Wilkerson — Thu, 29 Apr 2010 17:17:58 +0000

Wyman….What wonderful work, and how appropriate that it’s you reminding us of the rich heritage we share as sons and daughters of the Llano. Along with the Comanche and countless waddies, we share birth, rich life and hope the Lord sees fit for our bones to rest under a big mesquite.
From one long-time Texan to another, by God you tell the story well.

Christian

By: wymanmeinzer

wymanmeinzer — Mon, 08 Mar 2010 05:57:50 +0000

Thanks for all the great comments!

By: Jamie

Jamie — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 20:15:24 +0000

Wyman! I’m so excited to see your blog. I found it searching for your name to tell a friend that’s started photography & has a show coming up. She’s really great & she’s benefit SO MUCH from a workshop with you. I’d love to take one again too, even though I was way over my head in junction;)
Anyway, great blog. Your class had a profound impact on my life. While I’m not a professional photographer, I take what I learned and can apply it to all aspects of my life. Thank you for that.

Jamie House (Junction class 2002)

By: Pat Smith

Pat Smith — Fri, 05 Mar 2010 01:54:40 +0000

Wyman, I don’t remember if I told you where my grandad Smith’s Sharp’s buffalo rifle casing ever got off to. A cousin refreshed my memory not long ago. When Grandad died in July, 1971, my aunt took all his best arrow points, including the lance point I have been looking for, and all of the rifle casings and put into a small walnut box, and had put into the lining of his casket, thus they are literally gone to the ages. Another cousin who lived in his house later, came across his tomahawk head when she was moving out of the house two years ago, and knowing that I collected Indian artifacts, brought it to me and have it now in my collection. As to location of where Grandad found those rifle shells, I will, if you want, take you down to the place and let you see for yourself where that old buffalo hunter set up and shot until he got all the animals he wanted or ran out of shells. The knoll is partly in a red clay field, part is in pasture, close to an Indian campsite where I still find points and tools. Lake Creek is about 100 yards away from the little knoll. You would find it an intriguing place. Enjoyed the pictures and dialog of “Highway 114″.