Category: Earlybird’s Travels

I had to hit a short stretch of I-40 before exiting at the southbound U. S. 81. This was a new highway in my ventures

To my surprise, Jim answered the door and I said, “Here’s your Sunday paper, sir.” Not having a clue who I was, he simply said,

I had ever since I discovered Kenosha back in 1979 when I moved to Denver. It was truly my arcadia. The huge mountainside to the

You know, the coal train north to Clayton, New Mexico. At a rail junction just north of town, I noticed that the engineer had turned

The more the summer waned into August, the more I became convinced that this was not the year to make what had become an annual

I continued on north to Hico (pronounced with a long “i”, as I found out from a local), and instead of taking TX 220 to