Woodward travels
I love Woodward! Maybe it’s because in 5 months, it is the most normal place I’ve been. I saw smiles, lots of them, because masks are a choice.
I heard Bobbie Holliday sing the most unbelievable version of the anthem I’ve ever heard live, and no one kneeled.
I went to a bar...with seats...and met an incredibly drunk, ex-Felon who’s Dad had the biggest meth lab in NW OK before being jailed; he became my friend and shook my hand at least 40 times.
My newly formed impression of meth labs was immediately challenged when a woman across the bar started yelling at my new friend over an inappropriate comment he made that led to a fascinating interaction, the changing of views towards his son, and the discovery that her brother’s meth lab was actually bigger (also, in jail).
We went to another bar (you can only make so many friends in one place) and sang karaoke (I pulled out a timeless, if not painful, version of ‘Born to be Wild’) and we met more people, including a woman with green hair wearing a P*rnHub shirt.
The best part: No fear in anyone’s eyes. Just love, joy, community and laughing. It was truly the best.
Thank you Tri State Oil & Gas Convention for the invite to speak and to all my new friends, including Georgina and family, who cut my hair.