Rails entered the downtown, and hotels waited beside Railroad Street. I saw residential ways, and in the countryside, I imagined a key of G, walked to 4/4 time, and pictureda train on a bridge.
Before Interstate Ten and a railway spanned West Texas, there was a San Antonio to El Paso trail. Also known as Lower Road, it opened before 1850 to link California with the gulf. Several landmarks remain.
Four tires rumbled over caliche, and dust rose over a semi-arid plain. In the cab, pedal steel filled the air, and a father concentrated on the road. His son drew a pump jack.
A Place Called Happy
A grain elevator stood near a rail siding. A farm truck moved over a brick street, and newspapers sat for sale outside a post office near a water tower.