Homeward Bound - Day 18

Overnight: Oklahoma City, OK

This morning’s agenda was to get an adapter for the WiFi to see if we could bring the signal into Dave’s laptop a bit stronger. After visiting the RV park office for directions, we began our wrong-way journey. Seems we were sent about 5 miles too far east. But, we finally found Best Buy. It was about 15 miles away, and I’m surprised that a city of this size didn’t have one closer, but alas.

As long as we were at Best Buy, we decided to make it worthwhile. So, we also purchased a new TV for the bedroom in Homey-Roamy. You know Dave just hates all those reality TV shows I watch. Because the bedroom and living room TVs are a matter of one thin wall apart, we also purchased a wireless headset for Dave.

I also purchased a memory chip for my camera because I left one in the rental car in New York last summer, and the other one burned up after I took pictures of my church family. Humm—is this just a sheer coincidence? I’m sure!!

We were going to the OKC National Memorial & Museum after our shopping spree, but I forgot to bring the camera. So, we drove all the way back to the RV park, put our purchases away, and grabbed the camera. After a bite of lunch at a nearby burger stand, we headed for the memorial site.

I knew this would be a difficult museum and memorial to visit. The pictures above are the reflecting pool, the fence where remembrances are hung every day, and an inscription written on the wall the day of the blast.

We all remember the horror of that day (April 19, 1995), but somehow it’s been a bit subdued in my mind since 9-11. There are just no words to express the awe and inspiration of this memorial. The museum was put together in a most poignant presentation—it puts you right there, that day, with all the sights and sound as the bombing happens. You see some of the destruction left as it was. You hear the stories of those that experienced that day of horror, and you have a chance to look at a portrait and selected mementos from each of those who lost their lives: the children were so difficult to see. I am so glad we made the effort as it was a profound experience. It was most fitting to us that we attend this day before Easter when we remember that our Lord died and rose for all of us that believe in His saving grace so that when our earthly existence is over, we shall be with Him forever.

With our hearts filled with respect and inspiration, we quietly drove back to Homey-Roamy. When we arrived, Dave set about to install his TV and I installed the WiFi adapter. The WiFi helps a bit, but it is still not as strong as it should be and the signal cuts in and out. Dave is now enjoying the fruits of his labor by lying on the bed and watching his “own” TV. The wireless headsets are charging, and I’m sure he’s looking forward to tomorrow when they are fully charged.