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That title says "Good Time in Tulsa"; Not
"Good Time to Tulsa". I started the day at 3:00 AM
with a two hour drive south to catch a one hour flight to Chicago. There I
had a leisurely breakfast during a three hour layover which also gave me
time to ponder the question of why I picked this particular flight two
months ago. Two more hours in the air and I was in Oklahoma City
collecting my luggage and being shuttled to my rental car. A lovely blue
Saturn Ion with New Jersey plates will be my ride for the next ten days.
Then it was on to the expressway toward Tulsa. Slipping over to old
Sixty-Six was tempting but I'll be on that when I leave town Saturday and
time seemed more important today. By the time I reached Tulsa, I had
decided that I 1) had the time and 2) was awake enough to visit the Will
Rogers Memorial in Claremore. Just a bit more expressway (With Historic 66
signs at a couple of exits.) and I was there.
The memorial is an impressive building filled with lots of artifacts and,
perhaps even more, artwork. Statues, busts, and paintings abound and not
all are of Rogers. The poster is from his earliest days in show business
when he worked as The Cherokee Kid in South Africa. There is plenty of
stuff from the rest of his career, too, right up to the mangled typewriter
that was with him in the plane when he and Wiley Post fell to their
deaths.
In his own quote about his most famous quote (Or maybe it's the quote from
which his most famous quote was extracted.) Rogers said he would be
proudly reading his own epitaph while waiting for visitors. He may have
been there today but I didn't see him. That quote, which indicates that
only half of the epitaph he intended is actually carved in the stone is:
"When I die, my epitaph is going to read: 'I joked about every
prominent man of my time, but I never met a man I didn't like.' I am so
proud of that I can hardly wait to die so it can be carved. And when you
come to my grave you will find me sitting there, proudly reading it."
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I knew there was also a big gun museum in Claremore but I wasn't even sure
I was going to bother stopping. I did and I'm glad. The
J. M. Davis Arms
& Historical Museum is an amazing collection of, not only guns
(50,000 of them), but beer steins (1200 of them), hand cuffs, musical
instruments, music boxes, and more and all of it was collected by one man.
J. M. Davis ran a motel in Claremore and originally displayed some of his
collection there. The current facility opened in 1969, four years before
Davis died. I think this is one for the "not to be missed"
category.
That last picture is of the front of the museum and shows that it sits
directly on the Will Rogers Highway, old US-66. I finally get a break from
expressways but even Sixty-Six will be divided four lane for awhile.
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I started to get into a Sixty-Six frame of mind with a stop at the Blue
Whale in Catoosa. Yes, those are people fishing in the last picture and
they're actually doing it from the back of the whale itself. A real
shocker to a guy who remembers this as a place where you couldn't even ask
about fishing.
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I had plans, but no schedule, for getting together with Tulsan Laurel Kane
for dinner. As soon as I reached to motel, the schedule came together and
I soon joined Laurel and Ron McCoy for a mini-tour of Tulsa. More on that
in the next panel because the weekend's big drawing car has this panel.
That, of course, is the 1957 Plymouth that was
buried fifty years ago. When the vault
containing the car was opened, there was plenty of water inside and hopes
of a quick drive away were squashed. But everyone is still hyped up for
the actual "unveiling" on Friday and last minute preparations continue.
There will certainly be no shortage of media coverage.
Ron Warnick's Route
66 News is always a great source for the latest Road happenings and he
is doing a wonderful job of pulling together the various bits of news on
this event. Existing entries are
here and
here.
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OK. Now we can get on with that tour. The
Gilcrese Museum of the
Americas is among those things I didn't even know existed. It was
closed for the day but the Indian bowman is on duty 24-7. At
Cain's Ball
Room folks were lining up for Bob Schneider who none of us knew. There
is an Oklahoma law that says you can't mention Cain's Ballroom without
also mentioning that Bob Wills and the Texas Playboys started out here.
There. Now I'm legal.
The cool train depot, now used for offices, was not the main reason we
stopped here. Cool as it is, it just happens to be next to the
Center
of the Universe. That's Ron listening to his own echo. It worked for
me, too. Weird!
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Dinner was at Tally's Cafe back on Sixty-Six. Good food and a neat '50s diner
atmosphere. Reasonable prices, too, although my tab was less than most.
(Thanks for the treat, Laurel.) As we were leaving the cashier and her buddy
responded to a questioning look and a waving camera with some ultra friendly
smiles. And, after that, the absent minded photographer walked on out without getting
their names.
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The long day (3:00 AM EDT, remember?) ended pretty much right after dinner
although I did stay awake just long enough to get a picture of the great neon
out front of where I'm staying. Also on Route 66 a few blocks from Tally's
it seems pretty nice place to stay. I'm here for two night so maybe there
will be some
room photos later.
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