Martha did the drive, straight through Texas, across the whole state. (at least across the whole part of the top part of the state.) When we got to Oklahoma, we were looking for a good "Welcome to Oklahoma" sign so we could get a photo, but we passed them before we knew it.
We settled on stopping on the side of an exit, got out of the car and called my sister Laura. When she answered, we burst into song...."Okkkk..lahoma, where the wind comes sweeping down the plains, where the waving wheat can sure smell sweet when the wind comes right behind the rain....."
This was an irresistible opportunity to share a "memories of my dad" moment. My dad loved to burst into songs that were related to something in the present environment, and this moment was too perfect to not share it with Laura. Martha also remembers our dad doing this as well as her own dad...so it was a sweet remembrance.
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