Crossett and Beyond

After seeing family and friends we headed south to see Crossett, my home in Junior High School. We came into North Crossett with me recognizing only the grocery store. The house where we lived burned down many years ago (after we moved). The old neighborhood has some age of course.

We found the Presbyterian Church that I attended, the school auditorium and the walk way that was in front of the school. The school was torn down and a new one built some years ago. We also went by the park. We didn't take a picture of the WORST food of the trip. It was almost 2 o'clock on a Sunday and our choices were limited. Mexican food in Crossett is NOT what two women from Texas and New Mexico call Mexican food.

On the same day we had the bad food we found wonderful food in Shreveport, LA. Both of us were a little surprised to be served pickles on a salad but it was good. The cucumbers had been seeded but it looked kind of like someone took a bite. The fish was the best I've ever eaten.

We couldn't resist a quick picture of McDonald's, the convenience store, just into Louisiana --- No burgers or fries here.