Written by I just returned from four days in Wichita Kansas. It was windy when I flew in Tuesday, but pleasant and sunny when I left on Friday. The city of 300,000 is surrounded by seemingly endless well-kept farms on Kansas’s legendary rolling praries. The people I met were caring, friendly, and good-humored, reminding me of my parents (who were both from Kansas). I love how Kansans celebrate the Wizard of Oz in so many of their shops and restaurants. One can purchase Wizard of Oz calenders, figurines, t-shirts and ruby slippers many places, anywhere from Barnes and Noble to the local drug store. I bought a nice Chritmas Ornament of the Scarecrow, my favorite character from the story. As I was going though the shops, I remembered my older brother Roger reading me all 14 of the original Oz books when I was eight year old and he was twelve. Good and Bad witches, the Wizard, the sawhorse, the red hen, Pumpkinhead, Ozma of Oz…the zany and sometimes frightening characters went on and on in book after book. Very similar to Harry Potter today…what a great book series the Oz books are. And what a great memory with my brother…thanks Roger!
As I was flying back to Seatttle, it occured to me that I was leaving Kansas to go back to the Emerald City. Perhaps United Airlines should advertise the route as the over-the-rainbow flight.
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