Day 8 of An Adventure in the Daddy Zone With My Dad

by Mark Eades

Canadian Geese, farms and President Eisenhower were part of today’s adventure.

As we set off from Dodge City, eventually ending up in Lee’s Summit, Missouri, we saw how there we many windmill farms as well as farms.

Dad and the windmills.

Dad would count the windmills that weren’t working as we drove along the highway. Again, we were staying on two-lane highways as much as we could.

The long empty train tracks.

You don’t realize how big and empty parts of this country are until you spend some time driving on roads away from the interstate. Did I say empty? Not empty, in many states of the midwest, like Kansas, it has farms and rail lines. This rail line runs along a highway and into a variety of small towns where waiting silos during harvest season are filled with grains.

Canadian Geese

We were driving along west south west of Abilene, Kansas and saw flocks of birds in the distance. Finally got as close as I could and pulled off the road to try and get a photo. Turns out they were Canadian Geese gaining altitude in the early morning so they could continue their flight south for the winter.

The big spur.

When we pulled into Abilene, Kansas, we saw this storefront and figured it was a natural for a photo for my western-loving Dad.

Meditation Chapel.

This is the Meditation Chapel on the grounds of the Dwight D. Eisenhower Presidential Library. Inside is where Ike, along with his wife Mamie and youngest son are buried.

Meditation Chapel interior.

Below are where President Eisenhower, Mamie Eisenhower and the first son are buried. A very moving location.

A presidential prayer.

This was written by President Eisenhower, and I love its thoughts. This banner hangs on a wall inside the Meditation Chapel on the grounds of the Presidential Library.

Ike’s home.

The boyhood home of President Eisenhower sits in its original location on the grounds of his presidential library.

A presidential home with a front porch.

The boyhood home of President Eisenhower has a nice front porch.

Statue of President Eisenhower.

A beautiful day in Abilene, Kansas.

The setting for the Meditation Chapel.

A beautiful setting for a Meditation Chapel.

The train station in Abilene, Kansas.

This is the train station in Abilene, Kansas. Not sure if it is really used or not.

My eldest son’s name.

Saw this in Abilene, Kansas, and it has the same name as my oldest kid.

Oooh, Kansas City Barbecue food!!!!

This restaurant used to be known as Oklahoma Joe’s, but they’ve dropped that name for Kansas City. Barbecue food, yes!

Family and food.

Here we are in Joe’s Kansas City enjoying dinner with my cousin Carla Krebs (second from left), her husband Joe, (left) my Dad, James Eades and myself.

Dad had a smoked turkey sandwich, I had a two-meat platter with smoked brisket and pulled pork and BBQ beans. We shared a platter of ribs. I don’t remember all the other food my cousin and her husband had. But let’s just say it was BBQ and it was really excellent.

We spent the night with them in their lovely house in Lee’s Summit, Missouri, and will spend another night with them.

Here’s a link to Day 7.

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4 comments

Roger Colton November 6, 2018 - 3:03 pm

AbIlene KS doeS Not have Amtrak service. The station is active as offices for the Burlington Northern Santa Fe.

Mark Eades November 6, 2018 - 3:39 pm

Thanks, I was wondering. It would, in my opinion, also make a great location for a restaurant – but I doubt if there would be enough business to support it.

Kathleen Hargrove Gutierrez November 6, 2018 - 5:19 pm

Your pictures are really wonderful. Your Dad looks like he is having such a great time. He looks very happy in all the pictures. Thanks again for taking us with you!

Art Ist November 6, 2018 - 5:59 pm

My dad was born in Abilene. I still have lots of family there. My grandmother worked in old Abilene town and also baby sat for the Eisenhower’s. I was just there a few months ago to bury my aunt and go every other years for the family reunions. I always loved the fireflies.

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