(Kenton, OK)
For all writers reading is an important activity that allows the imagination to run rampant, especially when time and money are limited. However, distractions have been my biggest impediments to reading a lot more. The biggest culprit has been the use of social media, Facebook and Twitter in particular. Fellow writer Kim Ulmanis extrapolates my problem very well, "The media that is social, also known as Facebook, will still be there when I put the book down after 30 or so minutes of reading. The world, okay fine, social media will not implode if I leave it to do something that challenges the mind somehow."
That said, I want to offer you a list of my favorite books as it pertains to the open highway. Some may be obvious, while others may be more symbolic or metaphorical in nature. Perhaps, re-reading one or two will help (somewhat) satisfy my strong desire to just get in the truck and ride.
Forget New York, the spirit was on a ride from Union Station in Kansas City to the adventurous Las Vegas, NM. Stephen Fried does an excellent job at not only capturing the immense history of Fred Harvey and his corporation, which embodies Fred's spirit, but his language and descriptions allowed me to transport back in time and transform from an average 33 year old with auburn hair and an uncertain destination to a man following Horace Greeley's advice of "heading west young man."
Another favorite is the legendary Blue Highways.
Finally,
One of my favorite sections of the book took place during the early stages of their trip.
The Truman's reached Hannibal, Missouri where they went to eat at Osborne's Cafe. However, they parked in the parking lot of Bud's Golden Cream. As the former president and first lady got out of their black, four-door sedan 1953 Chrysler New Yorker, Bud Toben's (owner of Bud's Golden Cream) daughter Toni recognized the famous couple.
"Toni knew her father didn't like Osborne's customers using his lot.
'Dad,' the twelve-year-old shouted, 'Harry Truman's out in front. Do you want me to have him move his car?'
He thought she was mistaken, of course, but when Bud looked for himself, he saw that it was indeed Harry Truman.
Bud told Toni to call her sister, nineteen-year-old Mary--and to tell her to bring a camera. Well, it is time to get off the soapbox and head back and do some research. I hope you enjoyed the entry. Hit the road and explore the unknown. Bud went outside and introduced himself to the Truman's. The two men talked for a few minutes about the weather, with Harry claiming, 'I've seen it hotter.'
Mary arrived with her little Kodak-Brownie camera. She asked Harry if she could take a picture of him. Truman struck a deal with her; he told her she could take a picture after he and Bess finished lunch- but only if she promised not to tell anybody else they were in town. Mary agreed, and the Truman's went into Osborne's. Bud Toben didn't make them move their car."
The rest of the book features the author retracing each step of the trip and informing the reader of the current state of the places the Truman's visited or passed. Very informative and a piece of American History few people think about.
Until the next time, enjoy the journey.
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