It’s the Western United States. It’s one of the largest military installations, scattered between two states. It’s history and space aliens, and occasionally, an Indian casino. It’s part of my home.
Sitting in Grace & Bubba’s backyard, New Mexico is visible to the north, old Mexico is clearly visible to the south, and the Franklin mountains are east, creating the backdrop. Odd tech fact? I’ve got a “state-wide” pager, but it doesn’t work on western flank of the Franklins. Works in East El Paso, but not west.
Las Cruces is “close” to the point of almost being next door by West Texas standards, but going across the mythical state line? It’s like stepping into another country.
Long days into night. Off to Austin Tuesday afternoon.
