Sunday, February 15, 2009
Different sort of day
Cliff slept in this morning, so I didn't rush him around to go to church. We sat in our recliners watching CBS Sunday morning.
"What's on your agenda today?" I asked him.
"Oh, not much," he answered. "Maybe clean up the car later. It's pretty cold yet. Why, what did you have in mind?"
"Well, I've always wanted to see that museum at Liberty Memorial."
"What??? People get shot down there every day!"
"No, Cliff; not at Liberty Memorial. It's a World War I museum. I'm sure it's safe enough."
We headed to downtown Kansas City, Cliff not saying much except to mumble something about getting shot.
"Do you think," he says to me, dead serious, "I should put my credit cards someplace in case we get mugged?"
"We're not going to get mugged!"
Actually, once we were in Kansas City I had a few doubts of my own. For reasons unknown, the GPS took us in the back way, and we went through several blocks of territory I've only seen in Midtown Miscreant's blog, with piled-up trash bags and all.
At one point, Cliff exclaimed, "Oh good Lord, there's Troost! That's where that kid got shot last night!"
Once at the museum, though, our worries fled, and Cliff almost audibly sighed with relief.
As I type this entry, I hear him on the phone with his brother telling him, "Oh, you need to go see that museum at Liberty Memorial; I'll guarantee you won't be disappointed."
Cliff loves museums. The only problem is getting him out of the house and in the car, headed that way.
I took lots of pictures and will be sharing some of them. For now, here's a picture Cliff took of me at the top of Liberty Memorial with Kansas City in the background.
It's been a great day!