A year and a half later, abandoned and tattered houses like this remain untouched.
It was an early-rising Easter for the Texas Team, as we gathered with the local folk for a sunrise service on the beach, in a section that we had cleaned up the previous day. We were treated to some down-home southern preaching and passionate singing as we started a morning-long streak of Easter festivities which also included Sunday School with local teens and another service in the First Baptist Church of Crystal Beach, where we are staying.
Some road-tripping students had to take a second look when they noticed the oh-so-familiar face of the school mascot of Santa Cruz High School, the cardinal, sitting outside a local baseball field, in just another example of our connection to this area.
John and Abbi were kings of the world for a few moments as they embraced the open air that sat above a nearby canal.
The basketball court provided a great venue for bonding between the HSCC teens and the FBC teens. Please take note of cole touching the rim and clearly in air. 
As one of the trucks ventured inland, the silence was shattered by an array of screams into Todd's ear, due to the sight of a alligator on the side of the highway. Of course, our adventurous team members got out of the truck and caught a close look of the scaly beast, and some were even inspired to wrestle the gator before it scurried off into the swamp.
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