It's just around the bend--I can see it! There were the days when our family would pile into our Parent's little Coup==don't remember the make or model but it was luxury to us. We were going to see Granny where she was working. It was always a Sunday afternoon after our noon meal. We were living in the RGV (Rio Grand Valley). We would drive like it seemed forever! It was what you call "A Sunday" Drive. Dad was antsy on his day off from working their little grocery store, located on Hwy. 83 in McAllen, Texas. This is where we settled after his return from Army duty in France--to his death, he never spoke of those days; I'm sorry, he didn't give us a few stories of his time overseas.
In recent years, mother showed us the spot where the grocery store was located and said as a baby we lived in a trailer behind the store. I don't remember any of that. But, close by, she also pointed out the Paris Gum Factory.
Back on our journey--in actual time, it was only about 20 minutes to Moore Field, which was commissioned during WWII as an Army Air Forces TrainingCenter. After the war, in 1950, the base was operating as Weaver H Baker Sanatorium. Granny was a licensed practical nurse employed to assist patients at the facility. To this day, I can hear myself and my brother yelling, "I see Moore Field" over and over again as we caught sight of the bases towers. Oh, the joy of that drive! Alas, those are just childhood memories of the drive--nothing else about the base hits my memory. To this day, I have never driven that road again as an adult. We moved away and other travels took over.
We are on another road trip-always love road trips--you never know what you'll find or learn about USA as you tranverse the byways--scenic back roads are the way to go. For the next few days, ride along with me on this road.....................We'll hit some interesting and unsual places along the way.. Tomorrow, we'll be in Alien capital.
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