my family traveled this road many times, leaving Chicago, back to Chicago, where the Uncle Bud Jones cousins lived, then leaving it again and back then moving away from Chicago and then going back to visit... Not to mention finishing the journey west all the way to California, Pomona, where my Uncle Bob Jones cousins lived. Yeah, I had a Bob's-you-Uncle. Route 66 was a great way to eat locally in dives that served home made food which was usually a hamburger, meat loaf or a hot turkey sandwich with mashed potatoes. white bread on the table. just like in Ireland. t mostly the thing to remember is that there was a great migration out of the midwest and to the west. It was still a dangerous road in the covered wagon 80 years earlier. But now, 1960, you could see the USA in your Chevrolet.. It was encouraged, advertized, post war families ' we are on the move!' We can live anywhere, do anything. that was the America I grew up in. Civil behavior - 'Show him respect, he's our president, it doesnt matter if your parents voted for him' - my 5th grade teacher told us.. And though angry men in bars might have taken the Lords name in vain, no one said anything about having sex with anyones mother. What'd you say about my mother? ahh. Route 66. sounds like a blog to me.
That was delightful! I have in my travels driven on brief parts of Route 66, but have always wanted to recreate the entire 2500-mile trek on what remains of it. Preservation groups along its way have done a lot to mark it historically, which is very cool. And so is hearing about your experience on its fabled asphalt. Thanks.
my family traveled this road many times, leaving Chicago, back to Chicago, where the Uncle Bud Jones cousins lived, then leaving it again and back then moving away from Chicago and then going back to visit... Not to mention finishing the journey west all the way to California, Pomona, where my Uncle Bob Jones cousins lived. Yeah, I had a Bob's-you-Uncle. Route 66 was a great way to eat locally in dives that served home made food which was usually a hamburger, meat loaf or a hot turkey sandwich with mashed potatoes. white bread on the table. just like in Ireland. t mostly the thing to remember is that there was a great migration out of the midwest and to the west. It was still a dangerous road in the covered wagon 80 years earlier. But now, 1960, you could see the USA in your Chevrolet.. It was encouraged, advertized, post war families ' we are on the move!' We can live anywhere, do anything. that was the America I grew up in. Civil behavior - 'Show him respect, he's our president, it doesnt matter if your parents voted for him' - my 5th grade teacher told us.. And though angry men in bars might have taken the Lords name in vain, no one said anything about having sex with anyones mother. What'd you say about my mother? ahh. Route 66. sounds like a blog to me.
So did you get your kicks on Route 66? I did more than once back in the day 😎
That was delightful! I have in my travels driven on brief parts of Route 66, but have always wanted to recreate the entire 2500-mile trek on what remains of it. Preservation groups along its way have done a lot to mark it historically, which is very cool. And so is hearing about your experience on its fabled asphalt. Thanks.
Thanks Rickie! It's been a long time since I've been on Route 66. It's more fabulous in your company!