And again you see how easily I can be distracted. (Ooh, shiny!)
Indianapolis International Airport is a premiere A-number-one facility, I am told. To me, it is a huge complex of complexities populated with way too many people and more vehicles than there are people, it seems. The facility was constructed at a cost of 1.1 billion dollars and opened seven years ago this month. At that time I wrote
Appropriately opening on Veterans' Day the new airport terminal in our neck of the woods has been named the H. Weir Cook Terminal, returning a hero's name to the local transportation facility. Weir Cook, WWII flying ace and war hero from Wilkinson, Indiana, has been re-honored as he rightfully should be.
I have a small connection to Wilkinson. I lived there for a few years as my younger self while I taught the local sixth-graders. Nice community. Good people. The school building still stands, but the school no longer exists. Consolidation, you know.Good memories.
As one stands or strolls along the people movers, he will be treated to this display
Those hot pink lights do not glow steadily, either, but put on an on-and-off display of syncopated color. wow
The check in was easy, TSA station uneventful, and my Beloved was soon on her way. I was actually back in Tipton before her plane took off. She arrived safely in Ft. Myers about twenty minutes ahead of schedule. Way to go, SW!
In the afternoon under clear, blue skies and surrounded by calm, warm air, I planted the wildflowers for which I had prepped the garden.