Archive for August, 2014

A post from Lalu about Dad

August 29th, 2014 Comments off
I also remember the hunting, fishing,and card playing. I once was invited home [from Stanford] for spring break because of a pair of 8’s.
There was no joke too old to tell again.

A memory of Wilmer and Eugenia Hunt from Heather

August 26th, 2014 Comments off

This is from an iPhone email to me from our beloved cousin Heather Wren Welder. Thank you, Heather.

In Aug 1963, after graduating from UT, my Dad [Clark Wren] MADE me go to Houston and get a job. Before my interview with HISD, Georgia [Jeana’s sister], my Mother [Phyllis Wren] & myself had lunch and ran into Wilmer. When told that I was applying for a job & was not very excited about going to work, wonderful Wilmer pulled me aside, said, ” don’t you worry your pretty little head, if this interview doesn’t work out, I will get you a job and you will be just fine”. I went to interview knowing that it didn’t matter, Wilmer would take care of me! I got the job on my own and Wilmer & Eugenia were so proud of me. Your grandfather Philo [Dr. Alfred Philo Howard], died that next week and I had to explain to my principal why I was so sad & needed a sub for the funeral, that very first week of school( I think that was the first time I realized how strange my relationship with all of you really is :):);)! About 3 weeks later, Wilmer called and he & Eugenia took me to dinner at the Forest Club so that they could hear all about my new job! Little wonder that I loved them both dearly !!! Heather

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Have Gavel Will Travel – Happy Birthday to Judge Hunt b. 8/25/1903

August 25th, 2014 1 comment

Judge Hunt Have Gavel

Saturday nights, from 8:30 – 9:00 between 1957 and 1963, my dad and I were glued to the TV to watch “Have Gun Will Travel.” The show was about a rough but debonaire hired gun named Paladin, who lived in a fancy San Francisco hotel, attended by his anxious Chinese assistant Hay Boy. Each episode began with a visitor or a telegram requesting Paladin’s assistance. Despite some reluctance on his part, he ventured forth onto the unruly backroads of the West, saving the innocent and ushering his adversaries off boots first.  A man of few words, Paladin often dispensed nearly as many bullets as words to his usually more garrulous adversaries.

After his retirement from the bench in 1969, Dad set up an office with his friend Hardy Hollers in downtown Austin, and signed up for circuit duty. They came by mail and perhaps … in a telegram. Jeana accompanied him on several of the many cases he tried in various small Texas towns, when the local judge was on vacation or forced to recuse himself, etc. My dad always carried this card with him wherever he ventured forth onto the unruly backroads of the West.

Have Gavel



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