Houston History will debut its second digital issue on July 31, 2014. This exciting magazine traces the history of Southeast Houston “From Pastures to South Park to MLK.”
Pe-Te Johnson was born in Grand Taso, near Eunice, Louisiana. His ancestors are direct descendants of the Acadians expelled from Nova Scotia in the mid-eighteenth century. His last name, Johnson, is the Anglo version of his Acadian sir name, Jeansonne. He served in the U.S. Air Force during the Korean War and was stationed in Chateauroux, France for two and a half years, having served as an interpreter when the military opened a new base there in 1953.
“We’re not against jobs. But, wouldn’t you rather have a company that comes in here and you get hired, but it doesn’t have an impact on you? It doesn’t pollute you, it doesn’t cause cancer in the community, no birth defects, tumors. That’s what we want. We want a clean environment.” – Juan Parras
Maxwell House: Good to Its Last Drop By Olivia Johnson New York City has the Statue of Liberty, Chicago has Cloud Gate, aka “The Bean,” and St. Louis has the Gateway Arch. Houstonians have Maxwell House. In case you have never noticed this classic Houston landmark, it is visible from most any freeway, downtown building, […]
Planting the Seed of HOPE: Cultivating Health Care in Houston By Thu Huong Vu On October 18, 2012, a celebration was held in honor of the HOPE Clinic. On that same day ten years before, the HOPE Clinic began its mission to provide culturally and linguistically competent health care to underserved populations in Houston. Over […]
Houston Heights Woman’s Club: Over 100 Years of Friendship and Philanthropy By Lindsay Scovil Dove At the turn of the twentieth century, the Houston Heights was a budding community, the pride of some of Houston’s elite. However, its developer, Oscar Martin Carter, envisioned the area as a suburb for everyone, not just the wealthy. During […]
Bobbie Lee, Da Mayor of Fifth Ward: The Black Invisible Social Construct By Aaron P. Goffney As I sat with Bobbie Lee, I immediately felt his energy. His passion for war and history steamed my interest. I knew this man had something to say. Upon our introduction, we shook hands, he asked me to state […]
I did not realize it at the time, but my childhood was made special by the place my family lived: University Oaks, a small neighborhood separated from the University of Houston campus by Wheeler Street. The campus was our country club, and the kids of University Oaks were our social circle. We led average lives with two exceptional differences: the University, and our highly educated parents.