We visited Harlingen, Texas, where the airport is located.
We stopped by the RV park where Al's parents spent the years from 1970 to 1992. During World War II, the airport at Harlingen was a base where gunners for B-17 and B-24 crews were trained. Legend has it that the park took its name from the East Gate of that facility.
Al's folks would recognize this office and recreation center which is virtually unchanged. Mom worked in the office in those years for the lot rental on their mobile home. It has long since been replaced with a bigger unit by the buyers of their home.
Right next to the airport is the Harlingen Arts & Heritage Museum.
Now these "southern belles" were cold in that 30 MPH wind with a temperature of 75 F. The quilts were made by professional quilters and were described as magnificent. No pictures as photography was not allowed.
Just after Al left them off, he was stopped by Officer Sanchez. It seems that while a roundabout in Minnesota has yield signs for traffic entering, here they use stop signs. Al watched the traffic and sailed right through the stop sign to the notice of the policeman. Al got off with a warning ticket. He cannot remember when he was last stopped for traffic laws.
Then we dropped Ruth off at the airport. Sadly, there was no band to see her off.
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