My family lives throughout Texas, San Antonio, the hill country, and western Texas. Galveston always has been a place we vacationed when I was a kid.
I remember sleeping on those beaches in tents, and having a sand rash that was completely unbearable. One year my dad was stung by a sting ray. I remember riding in the back of my dad's truck down the Strand. The place survived the 1900 era hurricane that killed over 6,000. It was really sad to see the place burn last night.
This last summer I went back to Texas on vacation. We moved to Chattanooga a little over a year ago from Indiana where I worked for a daily and later strung for the Indianapolis Star. We lived there for six years. The last time I went to Texas was in 2001 just before 9/11.
This time I wanted to go to Galveston to see it again after almost twenty years. The last time I was there I was a little older than my oldest daughter. Not a lot had changed. It was very muck like I remembered it. We came in from Baton Rouge on I-10 and just outside of Beaumont we took a Texas two lane highway 151 to the coast. After a visit to a secluded beach we continued onto the ferry that took us across Galveston Bay to Galveston Island.
The parts of Texas that were struck have a lot of memories for me, and I pray for the victims of Rita.
I remember sleeping on those beaches in tents, and having a sand rash that was completely unbearable. One year my dad was stung by a sting ray. I remember riding in the back of my dad's truck down the Strand. The place survived the 1900 era hurricane that killed over 6,000. It was really sad to see the place burn last night.
This last summer I went back to Texas on vacation. We moved to Chattanooga a little over a year ago from Indiana where I worked for a daily and later strung for the Indianapolis Star. We lived there for six years. The last time I went to Texas was in 2001 just before 9/11.
This time I wanted to go to Galveston to see it again after almost twenty years. The last time I was there I was a little older than my oldest daughter. Not a lot had changed. It was very muck like I remembered it. We came in from Baton Rouge on I-10 and just outside of Beaumont we took a Texas two lane highway 151 to the coast. After a visit to a secluded beach we continued onto the ferry that took us across Galveston Bay to Galveston Island.
The parts of Texas that were struck have a lot of memories for me, and I pray for the victims of Rita.
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