Almost There

When Michael phones in the evening, my heart beats a bit faster when I see his name pop up then I just melt when I hear his voice. Crazy after all these years. They are on their way out of Amarillo this morning on their last leg to OKC.

Here is a photo of Michael at the Cadillac Ranch in Amarillo, TX. Some art guys buried these caddies half way into the earth and there they sit. People spray paint them and the metal is almost gone. I think nothing else holds them together now except the spray paint!

Here is a brief history quoted from Wikipedia: Cadillac Ranch is a public art installation and sculpture in Amarillo, Texas, USA. It was created in 1974 by Chip Lord, Hudson Marquez and Doug Michels, who were a part of the art group Ant Farm. It consists of what were (when originally installed during 1974) either older running used or junk Cadillac automobiles, representing a number of evolutions of the car line (most notably the birth and death of the defining feature of mid twentieth century Cadillacs: the tailfins) from 1949 to 1963, half-buried nose-first in the ground, at an angle corresponding to that of the Great Pyramid of Giza in Egypt"

A truly special spot for car people. I remember standing alone out in the field with the winds blowing watching Michael looking at and touching each car. It was almost like a religious experience for him. He so wanted to share this with his friend Don.

My day yesterday was fine but felt rather empty. Mom and I went to her doctor's appointment then I found a few tops at Nordstrom before we had lunch. Russian Cabbage Soup. Delicious. I slept okay but it was very quiet around here.

Jeannie and I are off to the rehab class later this morning. This evening, I am going to make dinner to enjoy the next few evening. That is all that is on my agenda today along with missing Michael.