Driving into Tulsa from Afton this evening, the skies kept getting more and more yellow with every mile. There's a huge yellow cloud over the city, blocking out the sun and causing the temperatures to plummet from 112 to 109 [insert sarcastic laugh here]. There have been some very serious fires west of Tulsa on Route 66 in Creek County, which actually closed down both Route 66 and the Interstate at times today. One of the fires was intentionally set, which makes me so mad I'm spitting nails. Because of an idiot arsonist, many people lost their homes and livestock. Even now, they're announcing on the TV news that residents are being advised to evacuate their homes in parts of Creek County. One hundred and twenty-one homes have been lost so far. Furthermore, the air is so smoky here in Tulsa that my eyes are burning and I'm feeling sorry for folks with respiratory problems.
(Trevor -- I believe that the fires are centered in your home town, Luther. I hope that any family and friends you have there are safe.)
Here's the "yellowness" from my front porch.
A "full timer" gentleman (one who has lived in his RV for I believe he said 15 years!) came for a visit. He was a very interesting fellow, with truly fascinating stories of his great-grandfather's trip on foot from Colombia to California with a herd of burros during the Gold Rush.
Rounding out the guest list was a young couple from Turin, Italy doing Route 66 from California to Chicago. They appeared to be having the time of their young lives.
Phil and Robin were there to open for me and Phil came back later in the day to help me close. The best news of the day is that there's a chance that Ron M. will be released from the hospital tomorrow. Think good thoughts!