Important Note: This is another series of blog posts where, when the events described within were transpiring, we did not take notes, and so here I am, thousands of years later, attempting to give context to images that, while able to trigger fragments of memories, act as an incomplete picture of the story. Sure enough, we should have been tending to these things without fail, but little did we understand the value of revisiting milestones later in life. And so, without that proverbial further ado, here we go into a murky past.

While there were no notes regarding this trip to Oklahoma and Kansas, the photos tell a lot about what was going on. Take, for example, this image at the airport while it’s still dark out; sunrise on October 1, 2007, was at 7:25, and from the photo below, you can see that we were well in the air before sun rays struck the surface of the land below. Checking my calendar, I found that this day fell on a Monday, so this all adds up to the fact that we were racing home as early as possible for one reason.

Caroline was on her way to work, and we would have been on the first non-stop flight of the day, taking us back to Arizona.

Looks like Arizona to me.

Getting in around 8:30 in the morning allowed Caroline to show up at work right on time at 9:00. There is a downside to this arrangement, and that is we likely awoke around 2:30 in the morning Phoenix time or 4:30 in Oklahoma City, so we could return the rental car and get through security. The upside was that we weren’t rushed getting out of Harveyville, Kansas, yesterday, and we could meander on side roads instead of bolting back the 300 miles via a sterile freeway.