The
clouds flow into one another and move along to meet others. “They” become “it,” a
thing greater than the sum of their parts. (Chapter 17)
Stopped at Wal Mart and stocked up on supplies then headed out. The outskirts of all towns now look the same with their identical layouts Wal-Marts, car dealerships, motels, and restaurants. We always get what we ask for and we did ask for Travel Plazas with fast food and fast gas. We asked for the Wal-Marts and Walgreens close to the highway so we can stop, buy supplies and get on the road again. As a result, we travel the interstate from plaza-to-plaza.
We make quick out-of-the way stop at Roswell, a very good blend of history and kitsch. Only Americans can take a world-changing event and make a t-shirt and bumper sticker out of it. I’ve read a lot about UFOs and extra terrestrial life over the years so I was familiar with a lot of the information in the museum. I didn’t realize the extent – and the ferocity – of the cover up. What’s the government so afraid of? Can anyone really believe that among the billions of starts in thousands of galaxies, that we’re the only life form in the universe?
* * * In 1975 we lived in a ranch house just down the dirt road from my parents. It was at the top of one of the higher hills in the area so we had a panoramic view of the sky. One night we looked outside to see a large UFO. It was close enough that we could see the lights around its edges. As about five of us watched, several small craft dropped from the bottom of what apparently was the mother ship. We watched leisurely for about a half hour before they took off. We saw UFO’s a couple more times over the next two years, but never anything that close or for that long. * * * On through New Mexico and across the Texas Panhandle. You cross artificial “borders” but somehow, every state has its own feel, its own look, its own pace and its own unique vibrations. I find myself constantly looking at the scenery through Mendel’s eyes, and then through Poul’s. Totally different reactions and feelings. Ate in a greasy “family” restaurant
at 9 p.m. in Oklahoma and continued on. The whole bill for
two meals was $11. Reached motel at 10:30. * * *
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