116: COUSINS REUNITED IN WACO AFTER 45 YEARS

Our Sunday morning in Austin, Texas began an hour later than normal and that made Vicki extremely happy. But the 7:00am wakeup call on July 21, 2019 wasn’t to pacify my photographer’s wife; it was due to the fact that the LBJ Presidential Library opened at nine o’clock and it was only four miles down the road.

When we arrived at the Lyndon Baines Johnson Library and Museum, which was located on the campus of the University of Texas at Austin, I was immediately concerned. As Tom carried me towards the large, white rectangular structure, I could see the exterior of the building was blockaded due to ongoing construction. I also heard my photographer say aloud: “Well, so much for the bobble head posing with the exterior. I hope the construction doesn’t interfere with any of the displays inside.” It turned out that it didn’t. For nearly two hours, Tom carried me to every display inside the museum and the artifacts certainly did not disappoint either of us. Although the design of the exterior, even without the fencing, was lackluster; the interior was awe-inspiring. As a matter of fact, it was one of the best Presidential Library’s that I had ever visited; perhaps just behind Reagan’s and Nixon’s in overall “wow factor”.

My wish was fulfilled when I saw JFK’s Catholic missal that was used during Lyndon Johnson’s Oath of Office ceremony aboard Air Force One on November 22, 1963. Located near the small black religious book were the clothes that LJB and Lady Bird wore during the Dallas motorcade. The dim lighting and protective glass made it difficult for me to pose with the assassination artifacts, but Tom did his best to capture the moment. Another highlight for me was our time spent in the Oval Office that was one of the first replica Presidential White House offices in the country. While the office itself was an exact 7/8-scale reproduction, it featured original furnishings used by LBJ while he was President – including the Johnson desk. Now sit back and enjoy Tom’s images of our two-hour tour inside the Lyndon B. Johnson Presidential Library.

The Lyndon Baines Johnson Library and Museum in Austin, Texas – along with the surrounding construction barricade.
I’m a sucker for standing on Presidential statues and this one of LBJ was situated near the entrance to his museum.
The Presidential limousine used by LBJ during his administration. The Lincoln Continental that JFK was assassinated in was also available for his use, but he refused to ride in it.
The paperweight that I’m posing alongside was presented to Vice President Johnson by President Kennedy to commemorate the 13 harrowing days of the Cuban Missile Crisis in October of 1962. JFK presented the paperweights to all of his advisors.
Now I am next to LBJ’s Silver Star that he earned for gallantry in action during an aerial mission in the Pacific in 1942.
The Heavyweight Championship belt that George Foreman won on January 22, 1973 for his victory over Joe Frazier that was dubbed “The Sundown Showdown”. It was in that fight where Howard Cosell announced “Down goes Frazier!!! Down goes Frazier!!!” Foreman presented his belt to the LBJ Museum in 1983.
As Tom carried me up a large set of stairs to an area dedicated to LBJ’s Presidency, I saw this ornate wall that represented both Kennedy and Johnson. Ironically, neither men liked one another.
Lighting made it difficult for my photographer to capture an image of me next to the famous Catholic missal used on Air Force One when LBJ took the Oath of Office following the death of President Kennedy.
With his left hand on JFK’s Catholic missal, Lyndon Johnson takes the Presidential Oath of Office from Federal Judge Sarah T. Hughes onboard Air Force One on November 22, 1963.
This Catholic missal, which belonged to President Kennedy, was mistaken for a Bible and was used to swear-in LBJ onboard Air Force One on November 22, 1963.
I’m standing near the display case that protected Lyndon Johnson’s suit and Lady Bird Johnson’s dress – clothing that both wore during the Presidential motorcade in Dallas on November 22, 1963.
Lady Bird Johnson tried to console Jackie Kennedy on Air Force One moments after LBJ became our 36th President.
Reflection and poor lighting made it difficult for Tom to capture quality images of the Johnson’s clothing worn during the Kennedy assassination.
This short type-written speech, complete with LBJ’s handwritten modifications, was read by the new President on live television at Andrews Air Force Base after Air Force One landed in Washington on November 22, 1963.
President Johnson sat at this desk when he signed the Voting Rights Act of 1965.
On August 6, 1965, President Johnson signed the Voting Rights Act of 1965.
I’m standing alongside the authentic teleprompter read-out used by President Johnson on live television when he shocked the nation on March 31, 1968.
President Lyndon B. Johnson is shown during his nationwide television broadcast from the White House on March 31, 1968. He was reading from the teleprompter that was on display in his museum.
While it’s likely I will never walk on the Moon, I stood directly above a piece of it at the LBJ Museum. This rock was returned to Earth from the Lunar surface in 1971 by the Apollo 15 astronauts David Scott, James Irwin and Al Worden. For me, it was cool to stand close to a Moon rock on the day following the 50th anniversary of Apollo 11’s historic mission.
In one of the most stunning photos of the Apollo missions I’ve ever seen, Apollo 15 astronaut James Irwin worked next to the Lunar Roving Vehicle with Mount Hadley in the background. It’s likely the Moon rock that was on display in the LBJ Museum was collected from that area.
This Lunar rock on display at LBJ’s Museum symbolized Johnson’s enduring goal to bring President Kennedy’s dream to life of sending astronauts to the Moon and bringing them home safely. There are a few people in this country who are brainwashed with the conspiracy theory that the Moon landings were faked. In my resin-filled opinion, those folks are nothing but kooks with too much time on their hands and not enough cells in their skulls.
The Johnson Desk, which was in the replica Oval Office at the LBJ Museum, was the actual desk used by President Johnson in the Oval Office.
With Lady Bird looking on, President Johnson learned of Robert Kennedy’s death over his Oval Office telephone on June 6, 1968.
From my position near the furniture in the replica Oval Office, it was as though I could see Martin Luther King, Jr. sitting on the couch behind me while LBJ sat in the rocker.
President Johnson met with Martin Luther King, Jr. in the Oval Office on December 3, 1963 – less than two weeks after LBJ became President.
President Johnson felt the need to watch all three major television networks at the same time; which prompted the addition of three television sets in the Oval Office.
President Johnson sat at his Oval Office desk and watched television on June 3, 1967.
I got as close to the display case as possible to see LBJ’s grey fedora; his hat that he wore to church services near his ranch in Stonewall.
I could picture LBJ wearing this hat to church services; however, when I usually think of Lyndon Johnson, it’s hard to not envision him in a cowboy hat.
It was an honor for me to stand near LBJ’s favorite cowboy boots. He wore those boots to everywhere he travelled in the world. Everywhere, that is, except the Oval Office.

Two hours of nonstop Lyndon Johnson was likely more than Vicki had bargained for, but my photographer and I remained awestruck even after our tour had finished. As Tom carried me outside towards the Highlander, I could hear Lyndon Johnson in my mind as he said in his Texas drawl: “The noblest search is the search for excellence”. There was no doubt whatsoever that we had found excellence in Austin, Texas; excellence in the form of a large, white rectangular building called the Lyndon Baines Johnson Library and Museum.

The noon temperature began to climb as we headed northeast towards Waco; but the high heat and 90-mile drive didn’t concern my photographer’s wife whatsoever. After all, she was on her way to experience the ‘Gaines Factor’ in and around Waco for the next day and a half. That’s right; Vicki has followed Chip and Joanna Gaines and watched their reality TV show ‘Fixer Upper’ for years, but her visit to their Silos in 2016 didn’t quench her ‘Magnolia’ thirst. Three years earlier, we had made the ‘Gaines pilgrimage’ with Vicki’s cousin Kim Johnson and her aunt Sally Knight. The extreme heat of the day, along with the massive crowds, kept our visit to only a few hours – which was not enough time to satisfy Vicki’s palate for Chip and Jo Jo.

At roughly 1:15pm, we arrived at our first of many ‘Fixer Upper’ sites – The Cedar Chest that was located a few miles east of downtown McGregor, Texas. Originally we thought there was a single Cedar Chest antique store to visit, but it turned out there was a collection of buildings that included Cedar Chest, Too and the Cedar Chest Antique Mall. Each of those three places had been visited at one time by Chip and Joanna Gaines during the taping of their show; and my photographer’s wife was thrilled to walk in the footsteps of the “Magnolia Millionaires” – which is the nickname that Tom had given them. I had to laugh to myself because as much as my photographer grumbled about Chip and Joanna Gaines’ “Waco Tourist Traps”, he enjoyed searching for hidden treasures in antique shops and malls as much as Vicki does.

The Cedar Chest Market was located a few miles outside of McGregor, Texas and was the first stop of many on our “Fixer Upper” tour.
Even my photographer enjoyed walking through the “Junk Jungle” of the Cedar Chest Antique Mall.
My photographer found a display of spices in the antique mall that piqued his interest; and I laughed when I heard him say aloud: “I wonder why this was never shown on Fixer Upper?”
Vicki was in “7th Heaven” while browsing the aisles of the Cedar Chest Antique Mall. Oops, she was in the wrong show for a moment!
The exterior of Cedar Chest, Too was a conglomeration of some cool stuff; most of which was either too expensive or too large to haul back to Michigan.
As Vicki began to back the Highlander out of our Cedar Chest, Too parking spot, my photographer captured an image of the dashboard temperature gauge. In the six years I’ve been travelling around the country with Tom, 109 degrees was my new all-time high.

We had spent nearly two hours at the Cedar Chest antique menagerie of stores and it was time to head to the hotel in Waco that Tom had reserved a week or two before we left Michigan. Not only was Hotel Indigo a newly renovated hotel, it was also within walking distance of the Magnolia Silos; which is the centerpiece of the “Fixer Upper” empire. After we made the 20-mile drive into Waco and registered at the Indigo, my photographer and his wife had a little over an hour to relax before dinner. But relaxing was the furthest thing from Tom’s mind; and I couldn’t blame him for being excited. He had made arrangements to reunite with his cousin at the Cracker Barrel restaurant that was located about five miles north of our hotel. Shortly after my photographer’s mother had died seven months earlier, he reconnected with Margaret Ann Long with a telephone call. Tom discovered that his cousin, who he hadn’t seen or talked with in over 45 years, lived roughly 50 miles east of Waco and the two arranged a much-anticipated reunion. As a bonus, Margaret Ann’s daughter and son-in-law, Patricia and Eric Nichols, reside in Waco and were able to join the family get together as well.

The three of us arrived at the Lacy Lakeview area Cracker Barrel at a few minutes before six o’clock while Margaret Ann and her family waited patiently in the rock chairs outside of the restaurant. As we approached them, I had never seen Tom so nervous to meet anyone – ever. When he met Bill and Hillary Clinton and Jimmy Carter, he was cool, calm, and collected. But this was different. Margaret Ann wasn’t a President; but to my photographer, she was more special than any President – she was family. After the initial hugs and family introductions had broken the ice, the remainder of the reunion couldn’t have gone any better. Margaret Ann, who is eight years younger than my photographer, had 45 years of catching-up to do with Tom; which they managed quite well during the 90-minute dinner. Also during that time, we learned that Patricia and Eric were expecting their first baby that was due shortly after Christmas.

My photographer and his cousin, Margaret Ann Long, as they posed outside of Cracker Barrel near Waco, Texas.
Margaret Ann with her daughter Patricia and son-in-law Eric Nichols.

At roughly 7:30pm, the family reunion had finished and my companions headed back to Hotel Indigo with me tagging along in the back seat. I could tell that reuniting with his cousin, Margaret Ann, meant a lot to my photographer as he had a bounce in his step the rest of the evening. After Tom placed me alongside the room’s television set, he worked on his NASCAR fantasy league statistics for the race that had just finished at New Hampshire Motor Speedway. Even though my photographer’s favorite driver, Kyle Busch, had finished eighth in the race; it just didn’t seem to get Tom down. To be honest, there wasn’t anything that would put a damper on his day; not after my camera guy’s amazing dinner with his long-lost cousin.

As the lights were extinguished in the room, I still had a bounce to my head, but not in my step. There was nothing for me to look forward to in the morning. No Presidential sites. No historic artifacts or museums. Only Chip and Joanna Gaines’ stuff that anyone can find in a Hobby Lobby. But I knew that this trip wasn’t all about me; although in my mind, it was mostly about me. Tom threw Vicki a “Magnolia bone” in Waco and I was cool with that; after all, it was her vacation, too. Somehow, in the back of my resin-filled mind, I figured that Tom would find a way to conjure up a Presidential site for us to visit on the morrow. It’s what he does and does well!

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Thomas Watson

My name is Thomas Watson and I've been a U.S. history fanatic since I was 9 years old. In 2013, I decided to take my passion to the next level when I purchased a Thomas Jefferson bobble head with the sole intention of photographing that bobble head at Presidential sites. From that first day on July 10, 2013 at Spiegel Grove in Fremont, Ohio, this journey has taken on a life of its own. Now, nearly 40,000 miles later, I thought it was time to share the experiences, stories, and photos of Jefferson's travels. Keep in mind, this entire venture has been done with the deepest respect for the men who held the office as our President; no matter what their political affiliations, personal ambitions, or public scandals may have been. This blog is intended to be a true tribute to the Presidents of the United States and this story will be told Through the Eyes of Jefferson. I hope you enjoy the ride!

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