Kansas

Composer: Roger D. Linder
Roger D. Linder: FAWM 2015
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When I was young I heard the tales of a mystical land called Kansas
All wind and storms, tornadoes, dust, to live there must be madness
Nests of rats and bratty brothers, a place I wouldn’t visit
But when the time came to face the truth, I found it quite exquisite.

My first trip there was on a tour of the entire country
I feared the worst, almost turned back, to put it very bluntly.
Commentary
This was an attempt to create a song based on the passage below from "Only Golden Fingers Could Play So Heavy - The Missing Years." It remains incomplete. At the time, I had never been to Kansas, but did go there the following year,
“Maybe the trip we took that summer to Kansas. That was eye-opening and had a lot of family significance.”

“My Hero!” Juliette laughed, “That took me by surprise. It’s not like it’s the first rat I’ve ever seen. My brother Arthur once found a nest of them in the basement back in Kansas, and let one loose in my room. Now there was a shock!”

November
Kansas
Sleeping late the next day, they hit the road later than usual, and heading south decided to stop in small Oakley, Kansas.

“It’s still several hours to Topeka, so I think we’ll stay here.” They found an RV park in town called the Kansas Kountry Inn and stayed there for the night. In the morning they left for Topeka, stopping for lunch and a tour of the Capitol, and then on to the Kansas side of Kansas City. “Hey, if we had a time machine, we could wave to ourselves across the street,” I said, as they peered across the border into the more famous half.

The next day found them in Wichita, where they opted to stop for lunch en route to their eventual destination of Dodge City.

“Hey, isn’t Batman from here?”

“That’s Bat Masterson.”

After an afternoon and evening of exploring the town, they turned in. In the morning I exclaimed, “We better get out of Dodge!”

Roger D. Linder: FAWM 2015
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