Today I continue my quest in creating and posting one block a day of the fabulous That Town And Country Quilt by the lovely Susan Claire. This is day one hundred and sixty-four of that project.
“My bags are packed, I’m ready to go….”
I named the Homer Municipal Airport after my grandfather Homer Smith. Homer was a small plane pilot who was killed when, while flying too low at night, his landing gear caught on a barbed wire fence in Idaho.
When I was a little girl my dad used to take me to small airports to watch the planes take off and land. Whenever we had to fly out from or pick someone up from Stapleton International in Denver we always went early to watch the planes.
The last flight I took at Stapleton was when I went to my mother’s funeral in Phoenix. The Pope had been here and the flight to Phoenix was filled with nuns going home. That is not a sight you see every day.
The next time I flew was many years later and it was out of DIA. The art at DIA fascinates me. The murals and sculptures. Every time I am there I see something I haven’t seen before.
I’m not sure where it is but somewhere at DIA on a high shelf is a gargoyle coming out of a suitcase. I look at airport art whenever I travel.
I wish I could remember what terminal I was in that had a giant paper airplane suspended.
I really liked that.