02/19/2026
Friends, neighbors, and supporters,
Early voting began Tuesday, February 17th. Our Election Office staff does a tremendous job running our elections efficiently, honestly, and professionally. Like many rural counties, however, we simply do not have the resources to host numerous early voting sites across the county. What we do have is a dedicated team that keeps the office open and available for early voting on multiple days. Below you’ll find the dates and hours of operation.
So, if you’d like to plan your trip to vote for yours truly around a stop at Walmart, Tractor Supply, HEB, or elsewhere, I hope you’ll take advantage of those times. And if you’re a traditionalist like me, Election Day is Tuesday, March 3rd.
I do not want to serve as County Judge as a second career. I don’t believe that role should become someone’s career. I want to use the skills and experiences I’ve gained over the past 30+ years working in Fayette County to help lead us into the future. I want the coming generations to have the same opportunity I’ve had—to live their best life right here at home. I want to ensure the next generation can call Fayette County home: a place where they can earn an honest living, find affordable housing, raise a family, and build the future.
I genuinely believe I am the candidate best prepared to lead Fayette County. It is more than home—it’s part of me.
I grew up listening and learning from the generations before me. I’ve knelt in prayer in every Painted Church and in churches of many faiths across this county. Piano Bridge isn’t just a road I’ve driven on—it was part of my childhood playground. The old narrow bridge between La Grange and the bluff isn’t simply a river crossing; it’s the narrow stretch where, at 16 years old, I first truly understood how fragile life can be when that 18 wheeler crossed the stripe.
My favorite show of all time is the Old Music Program on Saturday mornings. I have two annual traditions I never miss—watching Rudolph at Christmas and listening to the Hank Williams tribute at New Year’s. I remember traveling Highways 159 and 237 when the antique show meant just a couple of tents and maybe one stop to let someone cross the road.
I still recall walking into the Fayette County Courthouse for the first time with my dad as a 9-year-old, filled with awe. I remember church picnics and community celebrations from Plum to Fayetteville, from Schulenburg to Wi******er. Some of my earliest memories are falling asleep on a homemade blanket at dance halls across Fayette and Colorado County.
I remember rushing to the Fayette County Fair Parade during my early years at Dairy Farmers of America. We were so proud of our float—especially the life-sized dairy cow we built, lying atop the trailer and holding down the 10’ x 20’ barn we constructed. Then an 18-wheeler passed, and slowly—almost in slow motion—she began to rise. Higher and higher she lifted, the barn trailing behind like a kite tail, until she finally crashed onto the highway. In a moment, she was gone.
The first mechanical carnival ride I ever took was at the Ellinger Tomato Festival.
I could go on for pages, but the point is simple: Fayette County is more than where I live—it has shaped who I am.
This county has been good to me, and I want the opportunity to give back. If you give me your vote, I won’t let you down