Our first night at Deweyville, we woke up at 4:00 a.m. to the sound of screeching tires and revving engines, then shortly afterwards, police sirens. We thought it was sure a noisier place than Smithwick (Marble Falls). In the morning, the news was that one of Deweyville’s finest young men, the quarterback of the highschool football team, and a ballplayer as well, had been killed in a truck accident. His buddy, a young man who attends the church which we are parked at, was with him, but sustained only minor injuries. It was a tremendous blow to this small community. The prayers and funeral were held at this very large First Baptist Church and there was not even room for everyone to get in. It was quite an experience to witness the mourning of our church friends and the community.
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