Being here in Oklahoma, with family, my grand daughter bundled up sleeping just a few feet away
fills me with the holiday warmth that comes only at very specific times.
I continue to wish we lived much closer to our families
For now I will hold each moment in my heart
for all the love
that fills my life
Wishing you all the same
warmth and love
For the first time in or school districts history, the negotiation team finangled a way to give everyone the entire week off for Thanksgiving.!
Hooray shout the teachers!
Hooray shout the students!
Hooray shout the administration!!
Now 2 days safe and sound with our family in Oklahoma, this post was to be of my travel photos; however, I failed to pack my picture up loader, so here is a recent shot of a BIG ENGINE leading a long train across the Mojave desert, at the AMBOY STATION crossing.
I think part of of the interior rebuild of our amazing country should include a return to the railroads for passengers.
Just think of how amazing it would be!
All the jobs that would be created!
I am no expert on the subject; but don't most major countries have extensive passenger railway systems??
This just in from my wonderful sister who photographs all of Sadies events and send them to me in a flash.
I look at my precious grand daughter and find it hard to believe three years have passed in what feels like a heart beat.
I Love you my Bug
A man sat, perched on a stool at the dusty countertop.
In the cafe that doesn't serve food.
At the gas station that doesn't pump gas.
At the motel where nobody sleeps.
I asked the man, "How many people live in this town?"
He held up four fingers.
"Wait," said his friend, running his hand through the fur of a sleeping black dog. "What about Larry?"
"Oh yeah. Make that five," the man said.
It was just another quiet, dusty day in Amboy, Calif.
Amboy is a town where you can count all the buildings on one hand. It takes a magnifying glass to see the tiny blip on the map.
You know how people joke about a place and say, "Blink and you'll miss it?"
It wasn't always that way. Once upon a time, Amboy was a bustling stop on Route 66, perfectly situated halfway between Barstow and Needles.
The place boasted Googie "retro-future" architecture, a real draw in 1959.
And it also had Roy's Motel and Cafe, the only gas, food and lodging stop for miles and miles.
Back then both Roy's and the town were owned by Buster Burris, one of the best-known characters you'd ever find on Route 66. He purchased Roy's from his father-in-law, Roy Crowl.
In those days, people were hungry for the open road. And, of course, they also needed a clean bed, fuel and burgers.
Used to be Roy's would get so busy, Burris had to advertise in surrounding states to bring in enough hands.
Then, in the 1970s, Interstate 40 entered the picture.
After the bypass was built, business shrunk to just about nothing.
Folks moved away.
Buildings were destroyed or faded in neglect.
You might recognize this scenario - Amboy was the inspiration for the town of Radiator Springs in Disney's animated movie, "Cars."
After Burris died, Amboy changed hands a couple times.
In 2003, the whole town was offered for sale on eBay at a price of $1.9 million.
The highest offer was $995,000, and the town went unsold.
In February 2005, Amboy was repossessed by Burris' widow, Bessie.
She ended up selling the place to the owner of the Juan Pollo restaurant chain, Albert Okura.
It went for $425,000 and a promise - Okura has to renovate and repopulate Amboy.
When I visited on a Saturday afternoon last month, there were signs of life, though the town still isn't out of the intensive care unit.
The cafe doors were open and a couple folks were sitting inside.
The only thing for sale, though, was bottled water for $1.
There's still some work to do to bring the place up to code. Running water, for example.
Outside, a crew worked on the gas pumps.
They're hopeful they could be selling fuel by the end of this month.
They've got someone to watch over the place, too.
A caretaker, Larry Stevens, lives on site to prevent vandalism.
This is the Larry who makes number five.
Across the street from the cafe is a church with a lopsided steeple.
Behind it, high-speed freight trains run like a ribbon through the landscape on the Santa Fe Railroad, between Barstow and Kingman, Ariz.
It's a popular spot for railroad photographers, because they can situate themselves close to the tracks with no obstacles.
The trains have also been important for the salt mines, which operate about three miles outside of Amboy.
Dry lake beds filled with chloride stretch for miles, which make the parched desert landscape almost look like it's covered in snow.
This salt is the reason Amboy is here at all.
The town was founded by miners in 1858, and the lake beds are still actively mined.
From the dry lake bed, you can see Amboy Crater, a cinder cone estimated to be more than 6,000 years old.
The crater is surrounded by waves of hardened lava flows, like black stucco on the earth-tone desert floor.
It's difficult hiking, but only for the heat and the uneven footing.
To give you an idea of the terrain, keep this in mind - the crater was the site of research about the Mars Rover.
It's rocky and dry and has an eerie outer-spaceness about it.
But, this is what makes the trip worthwhile.
ARTICLE APRIL 2007- The DESER SUN ( link above)
Here you'll find solitude like you've never experienced before.
It's just you and some prehistoric rock - and way out there, out on the horizon, a town that could be something.
I sit here tonight looking at precious you in your Madeline costume, pretending to take momy's picture, as she takes yours. I talked with you today and learned that you like princesses. I asked
Do you like Ariel-the little mermaid?
"naughty Witch! bad witch! naughty witch!
I am guessing that big old sea witch bothered you.
Mommy said ,"Sing Nana Ariel"
I listend as you burst forth with
ah ah ahhhhh
(louder)\Ah Ah AHHHHH
AH AH AHHHH !!!!
yep- you are ready for opera!
You are an amazing little lady Miss Sadie
Nana and PaPa wish we could be there with you
Christmas in only 4 weeks away and we will be there then.
I Love yOU tO tHE mOON aND bACK mY hEART
I wonder how long ago a marine or a group of marines coming home from "the war" stopped to create this marker.
I wonder how many men and women in the USMC carried this hand created rock monument in their minds eye as they flew away from the safety of a familiar Mojave Desert toward the dangerous ,harsh desert of Iraq and beyond.
I wonder how many more days until every single one of them are home safely.
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