On a warm, rainy morning, Matty drove me to T. F. Green airport at 4:00 a.m. The rain was heavy at times, and there was a dense fog, so I drove cautiously. Since we were both sleepy, there wasn’t much conversation as we rolled up the highway in the darkness.
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At the Detroit airport, there is a fascinating fountain called “The Waterworks”. It’s a round black pool about 30 feet in diameter, with perhaps 30 tubes of water shooting up from various places and at different angles. What was unusual was that these tubes held their shapes as they sprang into the air, arched over the pool, and plopped smoothly (and almost silently) back into the water. It was utterly mesmerizing – a perfect way to pass the time as I awaited my connecting flight.
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I spent a pleasant though surprising afternoon and evening in St. Louis. The pleasant part was just being with Al and Mary Anne and Mom again. The surprising part was that Mom was feeling in low spirits because of a fall she took a few days before. She seemed to have been overtaken by the blues. I tried my best to cheer her up, but with little success. Hopefully she’ll feel more cheerful tomorrow after a sound night’s rest.
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