Sunday Evening — Remembering San Antonio

San Antonio, Texas is the place of my birth, my parents births, my children’s births, my extended family’s births — it is home and always will be. I haven’t lived there for the last eighteen years but everytime I return I long to stay yet know I never will again.

My last trip to SA was in April. My husband, who still does business there, had a meeting so I tagged along. He took some vacation time and we made a long weekend of it. Of course, my over productive genealogy gene won’t let me get out of the city limits without some form of documentation of my life there. In the past, I have trekked through cemeteries, scoured libraries and cursed myself for not going to the health department to retrieve vital statistic records for every one of my relatives. This time, however, I decided to do something different. I decided to photograph places that were of some importance to me during my years there. Most of these places don’t look like they did during my childhood and most have different purposes now. Sadly, a number of significant places in my growing up time just aren’t there anymore at all. Most of these places are very old and time hasn’t been kind to them. However, I think it would be fun to share these photos in my posts here. I might even throw in some from past visits.

We stayed at the Marriott Rivercenter which is a lovely hotel right on the San Antonio River. In fact, the River is accessible from the lobby of the hotel. We were on the 15th floor so I was able to get this lovely picture of downtown San Antonio.

It just so happened that we were there during the week of Fiesta de San Antonio. Fiesta is a week long celebration honoring the heroes of the Alamo. It began in 1891 when a group of citizens decided to honor both the heroes of the Alamo and those of the Battle of San Jacinto with a “Battle of Flowers” — a parade where floats were bicycles and horse drawn carriages that were decorated with flowers. Over the years it has expanded into several parades including a night parade called The Flambeau, The River Parade and The Battle of Flowers Parade. There are other activites going on also such as A Night In Old San Antonio — a food fest in La Villita — the original San Antonio and the carnival. Below is a picture of the carnival as taken from our room. Fiesta has a Queen with a Court made up of the young women from old society families and every year a King is crowned King Antonio. In my youth, he would go to all the schools and give out King Antonio medals to all the school children. I think I still have one but I don’t know if he does that anymore.

So, just click on the photos for a larger view and enjoy!

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4 responses to “

  1. Great shots! Last time we were there we stayed in the Holiday Inn and our room looked right out on the River, but not the central area. We were right over the old Clegg Company building!I love looking at photos of downtown S.A. – specially the River area. It’s so colorful. Nothing like when we were kids. I always thought the River was kind of scary back then. Now it’s like a carnival year-round.

  2. Great shots! Last time we were there we stayed in the Holiday Inn and our room looked right out on the River, but not the central area. We were right over the old Clegg Company building!I love looking at photos of downtown S.A. – specially the River area. It’s so colorful. Nothing like when we were kids. I always thought the River was kind of scary back then. Now it’s like a carnival year-round.

  3. The river was scary back then. I remember I always wanted to sit out on the patio at Casa Rio and my mother was completely horrified by the prospect. Now the only thing scary about it is the multitude of people down there. Downtown has definitely changed since our childhood.

  4. The river was scary back then. I remember I always wanted to sit out on the patio at Casa Rio and my mother was completely horrified by the prospect. Now the only thing scary about it is the multitude of people down there. Downtown has definitely changed since our childhood.

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