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

The collected travelogues of William C. Early: architect, artist, traveler, and observer. Bill’s artwork is shown.
An Odyssey Into
The Wild And Wonderful West,
Or,
If You Can’t Stand The Heat,
Get Outta’ Dallas
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