Before mentioning Houston, I want to first comment on a hike which John and I took with my brother Jared and his wife Sherry in Texas City. The walking path is in Anchor Park there, along the Galveston Bay. The park has several memorials in recognition of a great disaster which took place there in 1947. Several large freighters were in the bay, bound for Europe. They were carrying cargo, such as ammonium nitrate fertilizer, to assist with the post war recovery effort. One of the ships, the"Grandcamp" exploded and a second freighter, High Flyer" then caught fire. Townspeople rushed to the harbor after hearing the first explosion, and many of them were subsequently killed. The disaster resulted in the loss of life of 576 people, and injury to 5,000.
Our trail through the park took us past a lagoon which is a highly valued bird habitat. We saw numerous egrets, and pelicans in the water, as well as one rosetta spoonbill.
We stopped at a park along the Buffalo Bayou to get a picture of the skyline.
Buffalo Bayou was one of the areas I hung out at with my brothers and sister in the mid 1950s. One of our stops Saturday was at the school which I attended as a young child and where my Dad taught school.