Originally Posted by phdui76

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I grew up in Kingsville but never bought anything from the ranch store. The family that owned it was the Klebergs (several brothers). One of the daughters sat behind me in junior high when they seated us in alphabetical order.

It was a dry county, but we got beer locally IIRC (this was 60 years ago). When graduated from HS, the daughter had a graduation party for 30 of us & our dates at the new house they had built on the ranch (she had a big house in town, too). Her dad had bought 32 cases of beer and iced it down for us. There was plenty of food and spiked punch. We ran out of beer in about three hours. He told us the ranch was ours for the night. Go where we wanted but stay on the ranch.

The family was visited and interviewed by the lady who wrote Giant. When the movie came out, one of my friend’s aunts was really pissed at the author for changing some of the things she had been told.


Good times and memories.