My father, Liston Posey was born in Tehuacana. When he was 8 - 12 years old, he climbed to the top of the bell tower and stood on the two criss-crossed pieces of iron,at the very top, and laughed. Been there more than a few times myself, and it scared me into a cold sweat to hear that story. I looked at the steps that went all the way up the bell tower one time and knew that my daddy was nuts when he did it.
Liston R. Posey II
In 1961, I attended Tehuacana Westminister Bible Institute; I will never forget the goodness of the people, the homemade hamburgers down the road, and the wind that never stopped blowing.
I live in Corsicana, about thirty-six miles north of Tehuacana. I drove down there with a camera to photograph the old college building. Even in its present state, it is quite impressive. The building seems to be in great shape considering its age. The clock tower is on the ground and is in very bad shape. Hope someone is able to restore it before the elements take an irreversible toll on it. It was worth the drive and time invested on that March day.
I live about two miles from Tehuacana. I've been to numerous parties there -- it's a great place to go and drink some beer.
I have lived in Tehuacana since I was a little girl and it is peaceful and a beautiful little town. I had the best years of my life there -- made the best of friends there and I wouldn't change any of my childhood. It is full of trees and at spring there are bluebonnets everywhere. It is a pretty place.
I spent five of the best years of my life in tiny Tehuacana, Texas, as a student at Westminster College and Bible Institute! I remember many happy afternoons spent stretched out on a concrete picnic table on top of the hill next to a couple of Mesquite trees and a patch of prickly pear cactus. Almost forty years later I live in the Smoky Mountains of Tennessee but have a poster print of a painting by Robert Woods of Tehuacana Hill hanging over my fireplace where I can see it and smile at those memories. If the old "Ad" (administration) Building is "haunted" it is filled with only happy spirits who have returned to a beloved place! I hope to return there this coming (2007) spring during bluebonnet season to photograph and reminisce!
I grew up in Tehuacana. I think it's funny that there is a hostel there. This is a small Texas town witha population of 307. There is a post office, a park, and there used to be a store. Also Trinity Institute is where Westminster College used to be and is supposedly haunted. That's about it, but it's a great place to just hang out.
I grew up in Coolidge, about 6 miles northwest of Tehuacana, in the late 60s. There was a roadside park at the top of the hill offering a spectacular view of the begining of the Blackland Prarie extending over 20 miles. In the spring this is one of the state's most beautiful fields of Blue Bonnets that can be found anywhere. They grow so thickly that the air is scented by their blossoms. If you are a fan of our state flower, it's worth a trip back in time to when no one wore a watch because you got up with the chickens and went to bed at sundown, because there was and still is absolutely nothing else to do.
This is the most unusual place to find a hostel. Tehuacana is not even printed on most maps, as it is tucked way way back from any major highway and hidden between huge rolling texas ranchlands that look exactly like the paintings. There is nothing to do in this town other than go on long walks or sit in the old cemetary which and watch the amazing sunsets. This place is extremely peaceful. Quite possibly one of the quietest and most serene spots in Texas.
I grew up 8 miles south of Dawson in what was once the El Dorado community. We owned a 241 acre blackland farm. One can see "Tehuacana Hill" from my old farm. The bluebonnets are spectacular in the spring there!