To give us something to do, Wednesday night we went dancing in at Gruene Hall in Gruene. The band was loud, the floor small, and the dancers rude, especially some young punks who did mainly the Lindy Hop and dominated the dance floor, with little regard for dance etiquette or other dancers. We were there with friends Margaret and Erich Weese.
On Thursday Nancy and I drove to Fredericksburg, (a beautiful little town but very expensive to live in) about 60 miles away, and went to the Nimitz Museum and the National Museum of the Pacific War, among other things. Admiral Chester A. Nimitz, the Commander-in-Chief of the Pacific fleet during World War II was born here in Fredericksburg in 1885, and raised by his Grandfather as his father had died before he was born. The home they lived in they opened as a hotel, which is now the Nimitz Museum.
Bronze of Admiral Chester Nimitz
All around the museums was a memorial park displaying pictures of military participants during WWII and the ships that were involved. There was also a display of U.S. Presidents from Roosevelt forward who were members of the military. The ship that George H.W. Bush took off from on the day his plane was shot down was commanded by Admiral Joseph J. Clark, a Cherokee from Oklahoma, and the first native american graduate of the U.S. Naval Academy and first native american Admiral in the navy.
Also were guns and howitzers on display to show the power of the navy and army in the Pacific. One of the ships they had equipment from was the USS Foote, one of three ships named after Civil War Admiral Andrew Hull Foote (1806-1863), who we believe to be one of Nancy's ancestors. Here are some pictures of the mast and the Mark 15 torpedo tube from the ship.
Thursday night we joined Margaret and Erich again at The Watering Hole in New Braunfels for some more dancing. Great band, good dancers, and had a great time. Now we are waiting for Marjorie to get home Saturday.
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