This picture is from my 2016 trip to the Jefferson Highway Association Conference in Carthage, Missouri. The picture at right is of artist Lowell Davis in front of his home in Red Oak II. The Jefferson Highway once ran north and south through Carthage and US-66 once ran through east and west. Red Oak II is a little outside of Carthage and sits on neither historic highway which qualifies it as a must-stop for both. Conference presentations took place at an event center right across the road which allowed us to simply stroll over when time permitted. The two-day conference was at the center of a ten-day trip which meant there were many stops, at mostly familiar sites, both going and coming. I even worked in a concert in Tulsa after the conference ended. I missed the conference’s bus tour as it was the same day as the Celebration of the Life of Laurel Kane, who had died in January, at her beloved Afton Station.
The sequence in which Trip Peeks are used is random and determined in advance. They are then used when needed. That this Trip Peek is published so soon after Lowell’s death on November 2 is certainly a striking coincidence.
ADDENDUM 31-Oct-2022: I just now discovered that this post is a repeat (repeek?). The 2016 JHA conference was also the subject of the 29-Nov-19 post. Not only is the sequence random, it’s also kind of sloppy.
Trip Peeks are short articles published when my world is too busy or too boring for a current events piece to be completed in time for the Sunday posting. In addition to a photo thumbnail from a completed road trip, each Peek includes a brief description of that photo plus links to the full-sized photo and the associated trip journal.
Classic Lowell Davis picture. Imagine him posing without a pipe.
Liz and I were lucky when we went on out Route 66 at 66 trip, when we were staying at the Boots Court Motel in Carthage and they put up the Welcome to Carthage sign of Davis.
At one point, he had put his pipe down and someone pulled up in their car, got out to take a picture of him and he waved the person off until he could get that pipe back up in his mouth.
So we got to talk quite awhile with him. One of those characters who make traveling the back roads so much fun.
I met Mr. Davis a few more times after that chance meeting in 2016 and my photos include at least one without the pipe. Every meeting was an absolute joy.