Sabine Pass: Our Unique Campsite

How long would we remain in Sabine Pass? We had no idea! The only campground (state park) had been wiped out. Richard offered us a site next to his “bombed out” home, but we would have sunk to our axles in the mud. We elected to deliver our church donations to the local high school where a donation center had been established. The school was fairly new and was the only structure in town virtually unharmed by Rita. The principal was in charge of assigning volunteers.

A young maintenance man wondered what we were doing parked in front of the donation center. When he learned of our need for a campsite, he boldly directed us to the yard of the school superintendent. He even plugged us into a 110 volt outlet on the superintendent's double-wide trailer. We asked what might be the superintendent’s reaction. The answer: “Ah, don’t worry about it. That’s where I parked when I first got back to town.” We noted that we were parked beside the only motel in town, and it was closed while undergoing major recontruction--No Rooms Available!

That evening we attended a community rally at the school with free entertainment and food for all. We learned that night that the people of Sabine Pass had a lot of heart. They would make the town better than it had been before Rita arrived.