I had not planned to travel this month at all.  This past Spring I’d been to Midland, Houston, South Texas, and North Texas/Oklahoma.  It took forever to get my garden planted, and once my plants got started I had finally settled into a comfortable routine of watering.  Knew I didn’t have to travel again till August.  But last week Dave, the Millionaire, got a call from the hepatology department.  Lesions were detected on the left lobe of his liver, so now we are in Dallas where he is undergoing the testing necessary to qualify for a liver transplant.  He qualified.  The surgeon estimates the transplant will take place 6 to 9 months from now, as long as the growth of the lesions can be subdued.

Having finished the day’s course of tests and meetings, we drove into town to explore Dealey Plaza and the 6th Floor Museum.  We were impressed.  I was grateful that a few months ago we had listened to Killing Kennedy by Bill O’Reilly and Martin Dugard, which we thoroughly enjoyed.  The book provided an excellent preparation for the museum tour with it’s compelling background study of Lee Harvey Oswald and detailed unfolding of events on that fateful assassination day.  We started out by parking under Old Red.  We should have parked at the School Book Depository where the museum is located.

Old Red

The museum presentation was impressive.  There were very few items on display.  Instead, the tour focused on audio and visual storyboards and it was effective and moving.  High points for me were the corner window from which Oswald shot JFK, one of the videos consisting of a montage of the day’s events (which brought a tear), and, surprisingly, a gorgeous photograph of a memorial Mass held for JFK in Japan, attended by the Japanese King and Queen (Emperor?).

These mosaics were created from little individual photos of JFK and Jacqueline Kennedy.

The Grassy Knoll (well, actually it’s to my right)

Us. Obviously. The 6th Floor Museum is in the building behind us. On the 6th floor.

One more day of tests and meetings, and then we’ll fly home and I will gratefully return to my watering routine.  The animals will be grateful, too.  I hope to always be grateful to God for everything.  His thoughts are so far above my thoughts.  I defer to His wisdom and His care for us, and I trust in His plan.  Amen!