I remember stories my late grandfather told me about the 1900 Galveston Flood. He knew a song written about it, but I haven't heard it since the early 1950's. As a young newlywed, he and a group of friends from Beaumont and Port Arthur went down the Bolivar Peninsula and over to Galveston to help with rescue and recovery work. His description of the nearly total destruction of the town and the many bodies they found was part of the song. His family was founder of Sabine Pass, which also suffered tremendous damage.