Everything begins with a story and the Crazy Water Hotel in Mineral Wells where many of the guests for our nephew Michael and Lauren’s wedding were staying is no different. In 1881, an elderly woman who suffered from dementia would sit by the well all day drinking mineral water. After a while people began to notice the crazy old lady wasn't so crazy anymore. Since that time the well became known as the “Crazy Well” that had magical healing powers. People from all over the country flocked to this magical well. The Crazy Water Hotel was later built on the same site of the well in 1912. For more than 100 years health seekers are still drinking Crazy Water. It is the only bottled mineral bottled in Texas. We hung out in a spacious lobby between the Crazy Coffee and Water Bar and a kid’s toy shop with a free mini carousel ride in front that our granddaughters Lyla and Emmy—with the push of button—made good use of.
The morning of the wedding ceremony and dinner banquet we strolled down North Oak Avenue to the Happy Days Diner for brunch. The memorabilia—laden eatery was named after the famous TV series of the mid-70s and 80s starring Harry Winkler as the super human greaser, Fonzie. It was filled with a juke box, gum-ball machine, soda fountain and likeness of not only the Fonz but Elvis as well. Slowly but surely most of the Augustine clan helped to fill the place to capacity.
After brunch Cecile and I, our son Jason, daughter, Michelle, her husband Kyle, and our granddaughters Lyla and Emmy walked a bit further to the heart of the historical downtown currently undergoing revitalization. We saw a bright red pick up truck on the sidewalk filled with flowers and a skeleton in the driver’s seat. The truck door identified its' owner as being The Kraze Boutique. Just short of the truck we noticed a red marque emblazoned with the name The Ritz, once a long-shuttered movie house. The Marque is available for rent to announce birthdays, marriage proposals, anniversaries and the like. Interestingly enough, while we were there, there was a happy birthday greeting to Emmaline, which coincidentally is our granddaughter Emmy’s actual first name.
Postscript: Upon returning home, I spoke to my good friend James Hunter, who interestingly enough informed me that his mom, Virginia and late brother Chuck were born in Weatherford, Texas, where my nephew Michael and his wife Lauren’s wedding took place. James' mom was also her school’s homecoming queen. It’s a small world indeed.
