We
started our day yesterday by going to the airplane museum. Sadly, it was to be the museum’s last day of
operation here in Galveston. They are
moving the planes up to a new and bigger facility at Ellington Air Field on the
mainland. They were hit pretty hard by
Hurricane Ike, and ever since they have been planning how they can escape the
next big one. Meanwhile, nine years have
passed and no hurricanes have threatened.
Yet they still followed through with their plans to leave.
Every
volunteer they have on staff was there, and they also were going to serve
lunch. We even saw a few World War II
vets. Also the pilots. The guys (and girls) who fly the planes at
airshows and just to keep them running were on hand to answer questions. For me, since we have been to the museum many
times, the most interesting thing to see was the inside of the B52 bomber that
flies over our house all the time.
Fascinating to see the machine gun in place. They were raffling away free flights in some
of the smaller planes every hour. You
had to have closed toe shoes on to even enter, though. We were in our island Teva best, though. So we didn’t win. It seemed the best decision to me,
though. The weather was unstable at
best. Not sure I would want to be up in
one of those tiny things during a thunderstorm.
Now if Josh were here he would finagle a way to get some extra entries
in there.
Speaking
of Josh, we started sending him photos of the planes to gloat a little
bit. He eventually called back, and we
ended up FaceTiming with Caleb. He knew
all about each plane and was happy to fill me in on its history and use. I think he would have been happy to win one
of those free flights as well.
We
ended up joining the support team of the museum. It gives us unlimited free entry to the new
place, but the deciding factor was the fine print offer. All of our five to eighteen year old children
AND GRANDCHILDREN receive free admission with us. That just might be worth it in one trip. We also get 15% off all purchases. Not to mention a nifty membership card to
carry around with us. Now we’ll be
forced to go check out the new digs up at Ellington.
I can’t
close without mentioning our other jaunt of the day. We stopped by the local First Lutheran Church
to see the big quilt show extravaganza. And
then we went to another one over at Rosenberg library. Chris filled me in on all the different types
of quilts and styles of sewing involved.
She could recognize in a heartbeat which ones had been done on a machine
and which ones were done by hand. Two comment
s from this peanut gallery here. One,
the handmade ones from the 1800’s were by far my favorite. Way more impressive than the curly-cue
designs of the machine era. Two, the
quilts Chris has done are certainly in the earlier category. The comparisons make hers stand out far above
the others. So those of you out there who
have been blessed with a Chrios quilt … it’s a great one.
James
4:17 says, “Anyone, then, who knows the
good he ought to do and doesn't do it, sins.”
Father,
thank you for the volunteers that have made the airplane museum what it is
today. Give them safety now as they have
to travel to Ellington to do their work.
Amen.
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