I recently found information that my birth father Charles F Bruce was buried in Biloxi National Cemetary in Biloxi MS.
So off I went back to the land of humidity.
I found a death notice and where he lived and what I thought was his grave but, someone else was buried there. He had been moved six years after he was buried, as of now I still haven’t found out who moved him or where he is buried.
What makes this strange is my adopted Dad was also moved. A psychiatrist would probably tell me that I married 5 times looking for my daddy, I don’t plan to marry again but I am still looking for my daddy.
So I headed home with a freezer full of Cajun seafood.
Most of the rest of my trip was uneventful till I hit Junction TX and the Junction City Park. I planned on a nap and wound up spending the night.
If you can get a spot near this dam sleep is easy.
And it’s free, no hook ups.
To get off I-10 I took the Sheffield Loop exit to Hwy 90 which took me through Marathon, Alpine and Marfa to Van Horn. It is a good highway and very scenic.
From Van Horn to home
And more heritage. My grandmother taught school in the late 1920’s on a ranch in Orange NM and would often go down to Salt Flat Cafe and motel for entertainment. My mother had some neat pics of her in front of the motel in her flapper dress, most of the motel part is gone and the cafe is now closed.
One more side trip. Hueco Tanks is a must see archological site. These pics are just a tease till I go back.
There was so much destructive graffiti that they now limit the amount of people in the park. You can make reservations at the Texas State Parks website.
Till my next trip.
