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Pulltight

Pull Tight is the nickname for Paluxy. I'm not sure if is Pull-tight, Pull Tight or Pulltight, although I tend to think of it as one word (Pulltight). The origin of the term, and later the name, Pulltight, probably comes from the teams of horses having to pull so tight to get loads of freshly ground grain up the river bank. The pull up from the old grist mill is somewhat steep and sandy. It must have taken an extra effort to pull the wagons out of the river bed onto the river bottom and then on up the hill to Paluxy. Most likely the nickname caught on when one of the early settlers used to remark “We are going to have to pull tight to make our town succeed”. My favorite version, but probably the not the favorite of my Baptist relatives, is that one day after an afternoon of drinking, in the Paluxy saloon, one of the old men was too drunk to say “We are all full tight” and it came out “We are all pull tight”. I like to think of pulltight as having a meaning other than a nick...

Tractor

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Dad is recovering nicely with no complication except it was discovered last week he has a broken leg. He complained that it began to hurt after walking. An X-ray was ordered and yep it is broken. The tractor here is the one from the accident.

XXX Root Beer

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The last store in Paluxy closed sometime in the late 1950s. The McRimmons were the last store owners. I remember it as being a general store but, the only single product I can actually recall is XXX Root Beer. It’s Funny how your memory of things long ago is so selective. The only time I remember actually drinking them was when my Grandpa Wann would buy them for me. They cost a nickel and the nickels had Buffaloes on them. I must have had them on some particularly hot days when I was really thirsty, because to this day no beverage has seemed as good as those root beers with my Grandpa. I like to think he always had the same drink and maybe he did or maybe not, but that is how my brain has decided to remember. This store had the only hand operated gasoline pumps I ever remember seeing in actual operation. You pumped gas into an overhead graduated glass cylinder and then drained the gas from the cylinder into your car. I remember actually getting to do the pumping a couple of t...