Betty came by for a while so we could have our weekly chat, after which I was surprised by an unexpected visit from Emily and Ron, my Route 66 friends and fellow Tulsans. They were on a trip to procure a new rat terrier puppy. Their beloved 10-year-old ratty, Scout, had to be put down last week due to incurable lymphoma, and Em and Ron are missing her so much that they're eager to fill the void with a new pup. I wish them well. (I liked Scout, too. She never failed to converse with me whenever we met. Yes, she "talked", and Emily tells me she never talked to other visitors -- just me.)
Other than these visits, there was absolutely nothing going on in Afton today. Even the truck traffic seemed to a lot less vigorous than usual. So, here's my picture gallery for today:Finally, here's the dreaded photo of me, taken yesterday by Ron. This is the best of the bunch (believe it or not!), and I think I'll go ahead and send it to the U.K. magazine and tell them that what they see is what they get. :-)
P.S. -- I forgot to mention that I had a great phone interview with a young lady from Connecticut who is working on a paper about Route 66 for her senior project. The interview lasted for about a half hour and she asked some extremely intelligent questions about the history of Route 66. I felt like I was taking a test!