Day 2.2

Tonight is the last night of my 20's. I started out the week thinking that I should do something really reckless to celebrate the last night of being 29. The only problem with that is . . . I'm not reckless. So, instead of doing something reckless, I decided to go someplace I've been avoiding for about 12 years.

In high school, I took photography . . . I was the newspaper and yearbook photographer. I loved it. In 1997, there was no OKC Memorial. There was only a big empty lot. I spent a lot of time at Robinson and 5th taking photos of the survivor tree, the fences lined with mementos from mourners and all sorts of other things around the area. I used those photos for a final project but then, for reasons I won't discuss, those pictures are lost to me now.

The nature of the event, the things that happened with my original photos, and just years of not wanting to go down to the Memorial culminated in my having never spent time walking that ground until tonight. I went down, walked around in the cold air and really looked at the monuments, the reflecting pool and the survivor tree again. It was something I'd put off for years but I'm really glad that I finally went back.

Salud . . .