
September 15, 2003
Dear Parents and Students,
We began our day by visiting La Cueva High School in
Albuquerque, New Mexico. The campus is very attractive, and we received a
friendly reception from the secretary and activities director. The
director showed us where we would perform and gave us information about contacts
that we could make in the area before our presentation. As we were taking
pictures of the school and preparing to leave, the principal who was previously
unavailable, asked us why were taking pictures. When we explained, she
told us that her school would be busy, and she wasn't interested in our visit.
So, we set out sights westward and proceeded towards
Gallup, New Mexico. Along the way, about 32 miles west of Albuquerque, we
stopped along Route 66 and took time for a special moment. It was at that
approximate location 62 years ago that Mr. Gwartney's aunt, Josephine Jones,
became a victim of a terrible accident. We stopped along the side of the
road to take pictures and memorialize this young woman's life.
The next stop on our westward journey was at a tiny
hamlet named Laguna. There amongst the tiny Indian homes and desert sand
we found an ancient whitewashed church sitting on a hill. Mission San Jose
de Laguna was built in 1699, and it has been in use ever since. We were
impressed with its simple beauty.
We continued on along Route 66 and reached the town of
Grants. We stopped at the high school with some trepidation after our
experience from earlier in the day. We needn't have worried because Grants
High School's vice-principal, Anita Bryant, couldn't have been friendlier or
more enthused about having us perform at her school. We look forward to
returning there in the spring.
Today was shopping day. Mrs. Carter and Mrs.
Miller "needed" to get some souvenirs for their families. Mr.
Gwartney patiently pulled the van over whenever asked and let the ladies do
their thing. That was one problem Tom Joad (from the Grapes of Wrath)
never faced on Route 66!
Crossing the desert today made us appreciate the beauty
of the Southwest. Red cliffs and mesas stretched to touch azure skies and
white, billowy clouds. Dark vegetation dotted the sandy hillsides like the
stubble on an old man's face. The desert has a beauty that is uniquely its
own.
Tonight we are spending the night in Holbrook, Arizona.
We thought about staying in a teepee at Wigwam Village, but they had no phones
or Internet access. Next trip!
Tomorrow we will be visiting a school in Flagstaff and
then pushing westward towards Needles, California.
Teachers in the PAST lane
Ed Gwartney
Susan Miller
Sandra Carter
