My first PATCON was at Brock’s first PATCON at Dixieland. While I faithfully attended his PATCONs at Dixieland while I lived in Raleigh, I have only been to one after I moved to Western North Carolina.
I will always remember the food, Cousin John’s blessing of the meal and meeting good people from around the country. I remember the peacock, majestic pecan trees and the speakers.
The sale of Dixieland and the cancellation of what was to be the last PATCON at Dixieland are a loss for the South. All things must pass, but for me the memories and the southern charm of Brock Townsend will always have a special place in my heart.
I am reminded of the epitaph at the end of The Golden Pinnacle: Memories, not Monuments. I thank the Lord for the honor of meeting and knowing Brock Townsend.