I grew up in Hull, Texas, a small town in Liberty County that shared its school with Daisetta. Hull and Daisetta, though separate towns, were one community— we were all Bobcats. For about twenty years now, I have lived in cities or suburbs, raising a family of my own in a completely different context. The older I get, the more aware I am of how much my small town shaped me. From how I relate to people to how I drive to my work ethic—Hull, TX is there.
Hull is getting smaller. Some think the town might be on its deathbed. The school is shrinking, jobs are gone, community pillars have left or passed on, and I don’t know of any real revitalization efforts on the radar.
Many other rural towns in modern America are fading. Industries like oil, agriculture, and railway aren’t what they used to be. Towns like Hull, built around blue-collar work, are struggling to sustain in today’s tech economy. While it’s true that many small towns are dying, the people they shape live on. We are scattered across cities and suburbs all over the country, living out small-town values. Some are still there, keeping our towns “home.”
That is what this site is about—memorializing the unique things that only small towns like Hull can give you.
Tell me what you remember
If you grew up in Hull, Daisetta, or in any small town like it, I would be grateful for your memories in the comments. Please interact with me. What do my posts make you remember? Share your stories in the comments. Comments are moderated, so yours may take a day or so to appear.
A kid from CR 2415,
Jordan Elder
