“An Indian Travel Stop?! We NEED to stop there and get some fry bread”, said Clayton. Thus is was decided where our next gas tank was going to filled. We pulled over and were greeted by giant arrows stuck in the ground around the vaguely pueblo-style travel center. We hopped out and immediately went in search of fry bread. Clayton began a circuit around the store while I was caught off guard by some of the items for sale. Looking at the turquoise jewelry I began to have memories surface in my mind from my childhood.
My family lived in San Angelo, Texas when I was 4-6 years old and in Alamogordo, New Mexico when I was in 7-12 years old. So I spent a significant part of my childhood in the Southwest. As I looked at the turquoise jewelry on display I was reminded of when I wore my silver and turquoise bracelet to preschool. Like any good 4 year old, I promptly buried it in the sandbox never to be seen again. They also had stone bear figurines. After one of my grandparents visits, my grandfather decided to try to make some of his own. He went on to make several bears and other animals. Sometimes I would find rocks I thought were pretty and give them to him to carve. He died when I was in college, and while I was there for the funeral my grandmother gave me a large stone bear and unfinished buffalo pair that he had started from a rock I had previously given him. This past June for my birthday she sent me a pink hued owl he carved, because owls are one of Autumn’s favorite animals. Looking these and several other items in the Travel Center store, I felt pangs of longing for this part of my life long ago. It was completely unexpected.
Perhaps because I grew up moving frequently as a military kid, there many places and objects that spark memories for me. But the Southwest holds a particularly special place in my heart, specifically New Mexico, because I was there during such formative childhood years. In no way would I have thought that a simple stop for fry bread (which they ended up not having anyways) would have brought these things up. But once I became aware of them I enjoyed reflecting while we visited my sister Sarah and Blair and toured Albuquerque.







