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My Road Trip playlist came together when I was travelling with my three oldest grandsons and wanted to share some of my favorite music with them. I’ve added a few things since I now use it when I drive the roads alone. I picked songs that keep me awake and remind me of old times along with the songs I love to sing along with. It’s something of a history of me.

There are songs from junior high and high school. How about a little Buddy Holly that I played so much in 7th and 8th grade? Some old rock & roll with Jerry Lee Lewis (music to shock the parents with the loud pounding piano and “Great Balls of Fire” and “Whole Lotta Shaking Going On”)Unknown-2and Fats Domino, Little Richard and Chuck Berry. I had to explain to the kids that DJs were brave to play music from black artists, which my 19 and 20 year olds didn’t get understand at all.Unknown-1We were a dancing generation, so I’ve got some great anthems of my youth. “Do You Love Me?”, “What’d I Say?”, “Good Lovin'”, “Do You Want to Dance?”, “I Heard It Through the Grapevine,” and, of course, “Louie, Louie.” Hopefully other drivers don’t notice the old lady rocking out a little down the road.

High School also brought us the Beach Boys, so I listen to “Surfing’ Safari,” and folk music, which took us to coffee houses and brought in social consciousness. I have some Bob Dylan, Joan Baez, the Kingston Trio and, probably my favorites, Peter, Paul & Mary. My concert days included all of them except Joan Baez. I went to this concert when I was a senior. imagesFor this list, I don’t have my Barbra Streisand favorites, but there are songs from Diana Ross & the Supremes, Credence Clearwater, and Simon & Garfunkel. It’s a hodgepodge for me to sing and think about.

The years went by, and there are a bunch of songs from The Beatles, who we discovered our freshman year in college when they were on Ed Sullivan and then embraced from then on.UnknownAnd, to round it out, my country vibes are all out there with Willie Nelson, because, well because WILLIE! I’ve got some of his most fun songs to make me smile and sing, “I Didn’t Come Here,” “If You’ve Got the Money, I’ve Got the Time,” “Big Booty,” and “On the Road Again,” because you have to have that one when you’re driving.

Some of these songs take me back to all the fun of dancing for hours with all my friends, some take me to the times when I listened to songs in my dorm room and tried to understand love, friendship and the world around me, some take me to concerts I attended (Bob Dylan, Willie Nelson, the Beach Boys, The Kingston Trio, Peter, Paul & Mary, and Paul McCartney) and some I just have to hear. I’m not even a bar person, but get a kick out of the drinking songs. I keep thinking of another playlist, but this one is so much fun that I haven’t gotten around to it.

If you see me on the road, don’t laugh. Find your own favorites to sing along with and see if it doesn’t make the trip go a little faster!

 

 

Getting off the interstates takes you along some great secondary roads that lead to new adventures everywhere you go.  My friend and I travelled within Oklahoma, going south where both of our families have roots.

Her grandfather lived in Seminole, so we explored the downtown and found it full of treasures.  The streets are all brick…DSC_0111There are old signs to delight…DSC_0101And the bus station still functions…DSC_0113DSC_0105My friend was raised in Oregon, but has lived in Oklahoma during her adult life.  She acknowledged the beauty of the countryside as we drove, but was especially taken with Turner Falls.  She said she hadn’t believed that there was such a place in Oklahoma.  I grew up going by Turner Falls so it was a return to my childhood for me.DSC_0123DSC_0139The swimming hole wasn’t as crowded when we arrived around dinner time, so we enjoyed the beauty with just a few swimmers in the water.  We stopped at the old overlook, complete with the sign I remembered from my childhood.  Who has Curio Shops anymore?DSC_0144 DSC_0261We also discovered the place where everyone seemed to be stopping.  No wonder – they were delicious!DSC_0258 IMG_4920Our trip south ended in Ardmore, where my mother was born and I spent much of my childhood visiting my grandmother, aunts and uncles.  We took the old road in rather than the interstate.  The road through the Arbuckles that scared me as a child because it seemed high and had no shoulders and semis came at you around every curve was now a lovely drive into town.  When we saw the old standpipe in the distance, I felt one of those shivers of memory that go through you when you see something so familiar.DSC_0262There was so many memories in Ardmore and so much to learn about my family’s history there.  Downtown looked like it was hanging on..DSC_0199I found the bank where my uncle worked.  Walking through those doors as a child and seeing the brass cages where the tellers sat was most impressive.DSC_0191The high school where my mother graduated was still standing at least…DSC_0165And there were signs and places that I remembered well…DSC_0194 DSC_0195 DSC_0200 DSC_0205Central Park was across from my family’s historic home, long gone, but historic because it was built in the 1880s and was also the site of one of their wagon yards, one of the early ones in town.  I played in the park on this stage many a time since my aunt and uncle lived in the family house across the street until it was sold and replaced with an office, now an art gallery.DSC_0176I found both of the houses I remember my grandmother living in, changed but still recognizable, and the memories continued to flow.  A trip to the delightful museum left me with new insights to the place where my great-grandparents traveled from Texas to take their place in this new city.  DSC_0207My visit to the cemetery was touching as they all are buried neatly together, probably visited by nobody for many years since we all live in other parts of the state and country.  I have mixed feelings about cemeteries these days for that and other reasons.

We left Ardmore, driving to Sulphur and stopped at the Chickasaw National Recreations Area.  When I was a child, this was Platt National Park, the smallest national park in America.  We stopped for the Sulphur Springs, which stunk, and for the lovely creeks and waterfalls.  Today, this has all been encompassed into the larger area which includes the Lake of the Arbuckles and is a huge recreation area.  I chose to revisit the old Platt site, including the Nature Center.  The historic signature Lincoln Bridge is still there…DSC_0352The sites of the old Sulphur Springs are there, although many of them are dried up due to the ongoing drought in this area of the country.DSC_0295Even with springs and creeks dried up, we found beauty and water flowing.  There were wildflowers like the Indian Blanket and others…DSC_0271DSC_0293DSC_0279DSC_0339Birds and animals greeted us without fear in this protected area…DSC_0305 DSC_0314 DSC_0331And I ended this visit dipping my feet in a cool stream on a summer day…DSC_0366We drove home a different way, seeing small towns like Bowlegs and Wetova…DSC_0372…and a peek at Okemah, home of Woody Guthrie, before heading home after a delightfully beautiful road trip.DSC_0375