tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post6068333113429457087..comments2023-09-01T08:15:35.010-04:00Comments on Our Prime Years: Friday the 13th, Birthdays and Rt 66Donna B. McNicolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15209611782116113024noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1645722792801480537.post-54818047492161399802013-09-14T00:08:04.898-04:002013-09-14T00:08:04.898-04:00My two Route 66 experiences of note were getting s...My two Route 66 experiences of note were getting stuck in the outskirts of Chicago during their big blizzard in January 1967 (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chicago_Blizzard_of_1967) when I was forced off the interstate and ended up in a motel after finding every road blocked by 10 foot snow drifts. Everything was closed, so my supper was cheese crackers out of the vending machine. The next morning I headed down Route 66 to get south of the snow and ice so I could then backtrack across Illinois to Indiana to see my grandparents. Later, I visited my parents in Tampa and then headed to Albuquerque where I found an apartment in Tijeras (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tijeras_Canyon) that was directly on Route 66. I worked for CDC at Kirkland AFB. Five months later, I got a call from CDC asking "How would you like to work in France for a year?" I accepted. And found a french wife. So now you know why I'm back in Paris for a 3 week vacation. LOLDChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01248713708951896415noreply@blogger.com