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Tales of the Pizza Palace

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Posted: Sunday, February 23, 2014 12:00 am

If you take a minute and think about it, no matter where you are, no matter what city you are in, the thing you remember the most are the landmarks.

Now sometimes those landmarks are permanent like The White House, the Grand Canyon or Mount Rushmore, and sometimes they are there for a time, then become “history” and are gone. 

Every city has those type of landmarks. 

For example, before there was a Whataburger in League City across from the high school, there was a strip center there that had several businesses such as Pizza Palace, which was the local pizza place and the Corner Pocket, a pool hall. 

On the Facebook page “You grew up in League City, Texas if you remember:” Terry S. Singeltary Sr. remembers “yes, Pizza Palace, I remember that name, ate a lot of pizza there. Gene’s Corner Pocket was right beside it, Gene was a good man. I think I remember a little grocery store there, too, not sure if it was Utotem store or what, and maybe a laundry mat at one time in that little strip. I think maybe the apartments behind it were the French Colony apartments. Great old times in old timey League City, Texas.”  

Some of those landmarks will be with us forever. Joan Neese wrote: 

“Remember it well. Friday night ritual, dad brought pizza and Coke on the way home from work at NASA, no 270 then, no delivery back then, eat, Creek football, back home for popcorn and hot chocolate. Oh and to pass out chores for Saturday back in 1968 - 1971”. 

After a football game, the Pizza Palace was stuffed, jammed and overflowing with students. I think back and wonder if there was a fire code or occupancy limits because I really think we could have had a world’s record on some nights. 

Then, of course, guys being guys, there was the restroom and the burning question of just how many of us can we fit in a stall. Now I guess this is a variation of the phone booth or Volkswagen thing, but the only VW around was my Karmenn Ghia (my first car, I traded my stereo for it but that’s another story) and there were few, if any, phone booths in League City. So what’s a guy to do? 

While the total number is not important, I am sure it was a world’s record of some sort, the memories and the history will never fade. Now my wife is fond of saying “those stories get better every time you tell them” and that may be due to my advancing years. 

However it is good to know some remember it the same way. 

There are many more historical landmarks that have been part of our lives in our city. These are just a few with several more to jog your memory coming up.