That would be me. (Had you fooled, didn’t I, with the raggedy old blue work shirt, denim pedal pushers [Google it, young'uns], crew socks, and cheap Target athletic shoes? Ha!)
Trube House with corner entrance
But it’s not the tricks I’m interested in; it’s the Trube.
And that would be Trube as in Trube House, at 1627 Sealy Avenue, that glorious Gothic Revival built by Alfred Muller in 1890 for John Clement Trube and just one among the many countless architectural treasures that abound throughout Galveston.
They are everywhere, grand and modest, restored and disintegrating, fanciful and plain. These homes fascinate me endlessly and make walking the streets of this sublimely interesting old burg one of my very favorite things to do. Best to just leave the car at home. There’s simply no better way to take in these amazing sights than via a nice slow stroll on foot, so you can stop, and gaze, and wonder.
Fanciful Trube!
In fact, being able to walk the main streets and byways of old Galveston unmolested as a way to take in the sights may well be one of the bigger perks to having a dog.
When I’m standing out in front of someone’s tidy old home for minutes on end ogling its intricate Victorian facade, so far no owner has made a mad dash to the phone to dial 911 and report a weirdo stalker in denim pedal pushers. Apparently, holding one end of a dog leash with an actual dog on the other end seems to make all the difference. What a trick!
Trick? Guess that brings us back full circle…
Very cool post. I live in a historic district in North Texas and I know exactly what you mean about stopping to admire these old houses.
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