There are only about 100 people who live in Mobeetie, which makes this kind of weird:
- One of our neighbors told me that our dads grew up together in Mobeetie, and that his dad remembers my dad. (Sadly, by the time I heard this story, my dad had passed away.)
- My across-the-hall work neighbor’s mother grew up in Mobeetie.
- My friend Dianne says her husband’s family used to have family reunions at the very picnic grounds where I found this old sink.
That’s a lot of connections for such a tiny place, isn’t it?
Old Mobeetie, Texas