I'm back at my dad's with my mom, my son, my daughter-in-law, my two aunts, my sister, four dogs and two of my cousins. After spending 6 hours on the road to drive 50 miles, some guy impersonating an officer was turning people back 10 miles before our turn north. We drove from 12:30 p.m. until 6:30 p.m. and it would have been another hour before we would have made the turn north anyway. There was no way I could have driven another 5 hours to stay God knows where. After we would have made the north turn, we would have been 50 miles further west than we intended to be but the DPS wouldn't let us turn right when we first tried to get out of Beaumont.
So, we turned around and headed back toward Beaumont where a real policeman in Sour Lake (10 miles from Beaumont) told us they weren't letting people back in Beaumont. I had a panic attack, Jamie (my daughter-in-law) called the DPS and she said we could indeed go back to Beaumont and there are places where the Texas Department of Public Safety will give us gas since we've used up half a tank of gas to go virtually nowhere.
Tomorrow morning (3:00 a.m.) we shall try again. Dammit!