It's not every scholar that has a whole town in Texas named after him, nor yet again who had the privilege of having lunch there on the fourth of July. For all that they have incorporated city limits, a depot, a Masonic Lodge (!! -- not a lot of those in the Old Country), an official O'Donnell Museum, and even place to rest my weary head when I shuffle off this mortal coil, the natives were remarkably indifferent to my presence, and the burger was only so-so. Other travelers going that way who need orientation could use the street map I found via Yahoo. --Of course, there is a whole school of thought that thinks the town was named after an old railroader called Tom O'Donnell, and my father always claimed it was named after him, and adduced photographic evidence he collected on-site in 1941.