We rolled out of Little Rock about 6:30 AM and continued west on I40. That put us at Oklahoma City a little before noon with time to visit the memorial site of the Murrah Federal Building bombing.
Daniel was only 3 when his father rushed to OKC with FEMA on April 19, 1995. He knew his father designed the support system to keep the building from falling on the rescue workers as they retrieved the bodies of the 168 people killed at the explosion. Standing at the beautiful park with a heavy heart, we saw the field of empty chairs–each one with the name of a victim. It was so emotional seeing the little chairs representing the children lost.
Over the gate is inscribed, “We come here to remember those who were killed, those who survived and those changed forever. May all who leave here know the impact of violence. May this memorial offer comfort, strength, peace, hope and serenity.”
Back on the highway for a few hours, we drove through Indian territory–Cherokee, Cheyenne, Apache, Arapaho, and Caddo Nations. Except for the typical gas stations, fast food restaurants, and occasional casino, there are very few buildings and nothing to block the view. You can see for miles and miles in every direction…blue skies, puffy clouds and open fields. 
We stopped in Amarillo, Texas for the night with just 15 hours left to Los Angeles. 
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