The Old Blog in the Desert

I took my son Kyle on a trip in 2005. We visited several states including Oklahoma, and while stopped for an ice cream at Braum’s on North 32nd Street in Muskogee, I turned and was hit with a case of de’ja vu.  

I had been in the area before but couldn’t figure out when or why.

As I sat in the ice cream shop, looking out the window, it dawned on me: the Western Motel, jus’ a few the yards up the street, is Grandpa’s old motor-inn. It was all I could do to keep from busting a seam to tell someone.

Lucky for me, Kyle is both a polite and patient listener.