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| View Of Data Centers From Our Holiday Inn |
It's 7:30, and I've been sitting in the breakfast room of a Holiday Inn for an hour, sharing the space with roughnecks — workers here to build the massive data centers rising behind the motel. We are in Pryor, Oklahoma, just off Highway 69. It's 67° and shaping up to be a windy, overcast day for a road trip. I still have a cough, but it's improving.
Wednesday was a hard day. Around 8:00, we had to say a reluctant goodbye to Beth as she headed to the hospital to spend the day with Rami. We passed the morning packing and making sure the house was ready for her return that evening. Leaving felt a little easier knowing Rami's mom was there to step in and help. We're ready to go back the moment we're needed, and the kids have all volunteered to come as well. As of this morning, Rami is still in intensive care — a sobering reminder of how fortunate it was that he was taken to the hospital on Tuesday.
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| Oklahoma |
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| Some Color |
We left at noon and spent the first hour grinding through six or more lanes of Dallas traffic on Interstate 75. Eventually, the congestion thinned to two lanes, 75 became 69, and before long, we were in Oklahoma — flat land stretching in both directions, brush on either side of the road, and the occasional small town breaking the monotony. We passed numerous lakes, none of them inviting — a murky, dirty orange with no boat traffic in sight. I drove the first three hours to McAlester, where we stopped for gas ($3.25) and a quick bite at McDonald's. Evie took the wheel from there and drove us the rest of the way to Pryor and our Holiday Inn. We got settled in the room, only to find the TV wouldn't work — a frustrating discovery after a long drive — and had to switch rooms entirely.
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| Landscape Rarely Changes |
Once we were sorted, we relaxed for an hour before walking next door to the Double D Bar and Grill. As I'd half expected, the bar was full of data center workers — no women in sight except Evie. She ordered a berry salad; I had a chicken wrap. Both were surprisingly decent. The owners were warm and genuinely grateful we'd stopped in. We headed back to the room, watched a bit of basketball, and scrolled our phones until 9:30, when we finally switched off the lights.
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| A Two Minute Walk From Our Holiday Inn |
Today we have a little under four hours ahead of us to our son Tom's house in Lee's Summit — and to our great-grandsons, Rhys and Tommy. We can't wait.
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