To Amarillo....

We went to Amarillo on Saturday. There was a Pottery exhibit at the Art Museum and Amarillo Lights at the Sunset Mall. We were waiting on the steps when the man came to open the museum. He said it was a first for him; having people waiting to get inside. That's rather sad when you think abut it. The museum is located on the campus of Amarillo college. Aside from having a nice space they have some interesting art work.
I always like to see the photographs that were taken during the depression by Arthur Rothstein, Dorothea Lange and Russell Lee. These photographs recorded the heartbreak as well as the strength of the people who lived through the Great Depression. I have often marveled at their ingenuity. I'm don't think I would be able to cope as well. We, as a generation, have not needed to know how to grow or preserve food. Most of us don't really cook on a regular basis. How well could I handle using a hand pump to get water and cooking over a wood fire? I don't know and I hope I never have to find out. The closest thing I have done to real cooking was to go out a pick a bunch of Black-Eyed Peas. Mother shelled them and I cooked them.
A far cry from being self-reliant......
more about Amarillo later