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Living In The Devil's Corridor.

Just about every feller in Pine Island raises a few cows. So it makes sense to raise a bunch of hay. Three cuttings of hay is a pretty normal year and in a real good one we might get 4 cuttings. 1999, . . . 2 cuttings. Well farming and ranching is like that you say. No siree, the reason is we are now stranded in "The Devil's Corridor".

We had us a light rain in July. In September a terrible thunder storm blowed by just over to the south. You could see rain falling out of the city limits in the pasture across the road. Parts of Houston was flooded and the rest had hard rains. In Pine Island the wind blew tin roofs off a few building, but no rain.

In October another terrible thunder storm blew past just north of us, flooding Tomball and the north side of Houston. We got almost 2 tenths of an inch over a 24 hour period.

In November the weather radar showed a thunder storm a hundred miles wide heading straight at us. As the clouds passed overhead, you could see the rains south of us flooding that area. You could see the rains to the north of us flooding that area. Houston had water running in the streets. Our rain gauge was wet, but not enough to be measurable. The rains had parted and passed on both sides of us before uniting again.

In December that TV weather man prepared us for the worst thunder storms in ages. My rain gauge measured less then 1 tenth of an inch. The flowers in the new flower beds are mostly dead now in spite of watering with a hose and I ain't needed to cut the grass since July. The leaves all turned brown and fell of the 3 new oak trees and the 7 new Crepe Myrtle's.

What's that got to do with the "The Devil's Corridor" you ask???

Well sir, around the first of 1999, the local preacher discovered that Pine Island was a nest of devil worshipers. He had read a book that said Freemasons was devil worshipers. For that reason he refused to ordain a life long church member as a Deacon cause he's a Freemason. I sure am glad the preacher didn't "Mein Kemp" or church members would have been goose stepping to church.

This particular church was founded by Freemasons in the late 1800's and many of it's preachers were freemasons Anyhow, the current members tried over the next few weeks to get the preacher to reconsider his stand against the Masonic Lodge. He continued to refuse, saying that as long as he was running that church, he would do it his way, period. The church members finally held a vote and fired the preacher on the spot.

After he was told he was fired, the preacher demanded that the church pay him 2 months extra salary. Just about everybody laughed in his face and said no way. Three of the older members tried to convince the rest of the congregation that the church should pay the amount. When they were turned down flat, them 3 church members put together the money out of their own pockets. Them 3 men was all Freemasons. When the 3 Freemasons offered the preacher the money, he stood by his convictions and refused to take that tainted money from the devil worshipers. Right?

No siree, he took that money, hitched up his house trailer and left like a thief in the night.

Nowdays in the "Devil's Corridor", late at night, everybody lays there listening to that eerie howling and yipping back down by Three Mile Creek. All them non-masons lays there in the dark wondering if it's the devil and his worshipers rejoicing and doing all kind of nasty things. Most of them still hope it's just the coyotes they used to think it was, but only them Masons knows for sure.

So mote it be.

As Uncle Corky would say, now that's something to cogitate on.

New Industry In Pine Island

Local News Desk:

Uncle Corky has expanded his many interests in Pine Island to include the guided tour business. Pine Island is a very interesting city and has many tourist attractions.

The tour starts in Poverty Acres (Pine Island's newest unplaned subdivision) with Pine Island's own unique and authentic Beaver Dam in Three Mile Creek. The creek is backed up behind the dam creating Lake Corky which is at least 20 or 25 feet across.

We continue on from Poverty Acres to view Pine Island's own Dynamite Plant as we call it, where the Baker Hughes Company manufactures explosives for oil well logging tools. So far as we know only one hand has been lost in testing.

Next we pass the Safari Campground, a long standing Pine Island enterprise. People from all over the country come to this beautiful campground hidden in the Pines. It has a real concrete lined swimming pool and a little store and everything.

Now we drive past Cousin Freddy's place to view the inutile vehicle collection artfully displayed in his front yard. You can see the burned out van in the same spot that it caught fire and almost burned the rest of the inutile collection before the fire was noticed.

We continue on past the old dairy farm where Corky's Uncle Wendel's milked up to 100 cows at one time. People all over south Texas have enjoyed a little of uncle H.W.'s milk mixed in their gallon jugs.

Now we stop at the Hound Dog Memorial Stop Sign where cousin J.T.'s old hound dog was run over by a crazed motorist just before the stop sign was put up.

Just past the memorial stop sign on the left is the Pine Island Baptist Church. The church was organized about 1890, but the first building wasn't built until about 1900 and was promptly blown down by the 1900 hurricane. The members picked up the pieces and rebuilt it in time to be blown down by the 1915 hurricane. The church has been rebuilt and added to until only the ground is the same.

Down at the foot of the hill heading west near Eplen's pond is where the first school house in Pine Island was built. It contained a whole class room, a teacher and some students.

Turning north at FM 359 we pass the Historic Waller County Fair Grounds where county fairs are held each year.

Next we turn left at the Old Houston Highway and approach Clear Creek, originaly called Fish Pond Creek. Here, on the left side, is the site of old Camp Herbert, which was a prisoner of war camp during the War Of Northern Aggression" in the 1860's". The Camp Groce site also from the same time period was back to the north, across the railroad.

On the west bank of Clear Creek, snuggled up against the railroad roadbed is the foundation of the old pump station where trains stopped to fill up with water pumped from the creek on their journey to the next water stop.

From the creek we will return to Poverty Acres from the thrill packed tour and return you to your vehicles.

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