We spent part of the morning walking around downtown Port St. Joe. I was happy to see that it was thriving. When I was a child we spent every summer at the beach house, and sometimes went into St. Joe. Father and I spent our honeymoon at Indian Pass and drove to St. Joe once or twice, usually stopping at Hungry Howie’s for pizza. Happily, it’s still there almost 20 years later.
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how nice!!! I hope this is a nice break for you!