(Arrrgh! I missed “J”!)
In June of 2013, Dale and I took a road trip down to Texas. We spent a week in Austin visiting friends before heading to San Antonio and then to Houston. On the way to Houston, we came upon Katy, a town named for a railroad line. Of course, we HAD to stop there, just to see my name in big letters, even spelled the way I do!
A historical marker tells about this historic railroad.