Where I Live: Watching Southlake grow from a quiet stop to a ‘remarkable city’

Where I Live: Watching Southlake grow from a quiet stop to a ‘remarkable city’

By Randy White I remember the first time I really saw Southlake. It was in the late 1960s, and we were on our way to one of our family fishing trips at Grapevine Lake. Back then, Southlake was just a quiet stop along the way — a place where we’d pull over to grab bait or stretch our legs before heading on to the water.  All the roads were quaint, two-lane stretches bordered by small farms, thick clusters of trees, and long views of untouched cou…