Yes, yes, I know we were just showing you an airplane collection earlier, but these are totally different planes at a completely different museum on the opposite end of the state. Well, not the far end, but comparatively opposite.
Previously on Midlife Crisis Crossover:
Every year since 1999 my wife Anne and I have taken a trip to a different part of the United States and visited attractions, wonders, and events we didn’t have back home in Indianapolis. From 1999 to 2003 we did so as best friends; from 2004 to the present, as husband and wife. Then came 2020 A.D.
Even in an ordinary average year, sometimes you really need to get away from it all. In a year like this, escape is more important than ever if you can find yourself one — no matter how short it lasts, no matter how limited your boundaries are. Anne and I had two choices: either skip our tradition for 2020 and resign ourselves to a week-long staycation that looks and feels exactly like our typical weekend quarantines; or see how much we could accomplish within my prescribed limitations. We decided to expand on that and check out points of interest in multiple Indiana towns in assorted directions. We’d visited many towns over the years, but not all of them yet.
In addition to our usual personal rules, we had two simple additions in light of All This: don’t get killed, and don’t get others killed…
DAY FOUR: Thursday, July 9th.
As with the gap between Day One and Day Two, we took a day off from road-tripping — partly to rest up from two days of driving, partly because Wednesdays are a traditional “break” in our weekly routines. Everyone retreats to separate corners and enjoys their own hobbies and interests for a day. In my case that translated into several episodes of Battlestar Galactica, a long, long-delayed binge now finished, made entirely possible by the Age of Coronavirus.
Then came Thursday and a return to the vacation at hand. After a fancy breakfast we’ll cover later, our itinerary took us some 70+ minutes north of Indianapolis to the town of Peru, Indiana. Or near Peru, anyway. We didn’t fit Peru proper into our schedule because we couldn’t find enough reasons to make Peru a multitasking stop. But officially we were Peru-bound.
Up near Peru is the former Bunker Hill Air Force Base, which on May 12, 1968, was renamed in honor of astronaut Gus Grissom; as of today they’re Grissom Air Reserve Base. Attentive MCC readers may recognize the name from that time we checked out an entire museum devoted to Grissom as well as a monument in his hometown. In addition to its military functions, the base is also home to the Grissom Air Museum, a public-facing fixture since 1981. For anyone who loves looking longingly at large machines, their collection of a century’s worth of airplanes is the place to be.
To be continued!
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