Carl Henning

While at Fort Leonard Wood for Jacob’s graduation we visited the US Army Engineer Museum.

Jacob graduated from Basic plus Advanced Training. He is now a Combat Engineer.

The rest of the group arrives tonight. In the meantime, we stocked up with groceries at Walmart.

Today’s stop was the Will Rogers Memorial Museum. When I put the destination in Apple Maps it warned me that it was closed, but would be open from 10 to 5 every day. Except, upon arriving, it’s closed Monday and Tuesday.

Today featured no sites to see. Not that there weren’t any, just that the weather was not nice enough to permit stopping. Awaking in Lubbock to snow flurries, by the time we had Lubbock in our rearview mirror, the ground was white. White, not from snow, but from the cotton in the fields. Never thought of Texas as a cotton producer, but here it was. I guess cotton is one of west Texas’ three C’s – Cotton, Cattle, and Crude (oil, that is).

My Dad was in the 101st Airborne. His glider landed on D-Day. He fought in Holland, probably in operation Market Garden. That’s where he was wounded. And he defended Bastogne during the Battle of the Bulge. The Silent Wings Museum presents the story of the glider soldiers in World War II. It;s on the site of South Plains Army Air Field which took over the Lubbock airport to be the training facility for glider pilots. Of course, Dad did not need that training; he and his cannon were passengers.

I have already been to The Place the Music Died, where Buddy Holly and others died in a plane crash. Today we visited his birthplace, Lubbock, Texas: The Buddy Holly Center.

I think I visited here as a youngster. I vaguely remember millions of bats exiting the cave’s natural opening. How does Carlsbad Caverns National Park compare to other caves and caverns I’ve visited? It’s cavernous.

Home to the four highest peaks in Texas is Guadalupe Mountains National Park. And we saw them all, or at least the clouds that covered them all. And mistletoe.

City of Rocks State Park was on the trip down from Gila Cliff Dwellings to Deming, off a much better road. I wouldn’t go out of my way to visit here, but I didn’t have to. In the middle of empty meadows as far as the eye can see, suddenly there are rocks.