Week 162 May 6, 2017

Dear Family and Friends, Thank you so much for keeping up with us, here on the blog, via email, or other ways. It is always wonderful to hear from you! Loren and I so appreciate your support of us.
We started this week in Salina, Kansas, where we had a fun weekend visit with Loren’s former factory manager friend, and his wife. While there Loren and I attended a UU discussion on “What is Love?” followed by a Sunday service, where, as usual at a Unitarian Universalist congregation, we felt right at home.
Our friend then treated us to homemade dumpling soup for lunch. For dinner Loren made his Nonna’s pesto pasta, while the rest of us participated as Sous Chefs. Another wonderful visit with friends! 
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After several days of rain, the glorious sun graced us on and off for a couple of days, despite relentless and sometimes fierce cold winds. Before leaving Salina we visited The Land Institute, where Loren surprised himself with recollections of college learnings. Then we toured the factory before heading off eastward.
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On arriving in Abilene we noticed Tornado Alley lanes, so, after finding our campground, we returned to bowl. It took us a while to get into a groove. In the 1st game I had a frame where I scored just 1 point, and earned only 2 spares the whole game. At least Loren broke 100. We finished that pitiful game with the scores of 74 and 109! During the 2nd game I outdid my first by the 5th frame with lots of spares, and Loren had 2 strikes after I corrected his arm vs. wrist twists. I ended up 2 points above Loren: 128 to 126.
It had been nearly 3 years since Loren and I had bowled, and that was with my brother and his family to honor my Dad just after his funeral. Bowling here brought up other memories – of childhood bowling with family, teen years with friends in a junior high league, and as a young adult in work and community leagues. It was after we were married that Loren first joined a league with me. Bowling provides decent exercise, though the words “the thrill of victory and the agony of defeat” ran through my mind. In our 3rd game, I scored my first strike, albeit in the 6th frame. I almost typed inning! We finished with 116 and 119, for averages of 106 and 118. It was nothing like my former games of 180-190 back in my best years, but again, a fun way to have a bit of exercise.
Our main goal in Abilene was to see Eisenhower’s Presidential Library, and we started with a tour of his childhood home on the same property. The docent there was excited because in about an hour he would be leading Winston Churchill’s great-grandson on a tour. After about 5 hours of us perusing the Presidential museum, closing time was announced, and as we quickly made our way outside. It turned out that David, Churchill’s great-grandson who was also finishing his tour, graciously held the door open for us. If we had been more prepared, we would have lingered more and possibly even invited the friendly Brit to join us for dinner…
We had planned to leave Abilene, but instead decided to spend another night so that we could return to Eisenhower’s Library, to take in what we had rushed past when the end of the day closing announcements were broadcast. So, that evening we returned to Tornado Alley where Loren and I had averages of 94 and 114, respectively. In the morning we returned to Eisenhower’s Library. We were shocked to discover that when we had finished visiting there, and, seen the additional World War I display in the Library, that we had spent another 6 hours. It was fascinating and so worthwhile to us.
Can you guess what we did then? We chose to spend one more night in Abilene, and went back to Tornado Alley. I located a ball that fit my hand better and had a more respectable average of 145. Loren’s was 133. With all 3 nights’ together, my average was 115, Loren’s was 121.
We spent the next day in Wichita, where we walked the trails at Great Plains Nature Center. We spotted much wildlife – geese, turtles, 
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white herons, and deer,

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and found an idea to ponder.
That evening we took a tour of Frank Lloyd Wright’s unique Allen House.
In the morning, we drove to Oklahoma City to see the memorial museum of the 1995 tragic devastation at the Federal Building. Now we are in Tulsa – the sun is warm and the gentle breeze is simply, cool.
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