Well, the time has come to leave POC. I know we have complained about the weather, the lack of stuff to do and other things, but the truth is we are going to miss POC. It wasn't like being in an rv park. It was like we moved to a small town, and they welcomed us with open arms. We see why they love their town, and state.
We went around town to show you some of the things we liked.
We spent alot of time, and money at Coastal Ed's ice cream parlor. The other night I was in the speedy mart, and Ed came up behind me. He shook my shoulders, and said, "why don't you just buy a place, you are never going to leave". We have gone in to say good-bye many times.
The jail is actually used, mostly for people who get liquored up in the summer. They say you can hear them yelling all night, because the mosquitoes are eating them up.
Froggies is the bait shop where we heard fish tales, and watched the pelicans and dolphins play around.
Donna, Brady and Don are the greatest hosts you could ask for. Donna said she should hire us as her social directors, because we brought so much activity to the park.
Joanie Morgan, and the Treasure Chest were popular for their hospitality and kolaches. Her piture won't upload. Sorry.
Another entry soon on the Missions of Goliad, Texas