Tulsa's old Frisco Railroad station lies in Tulsa's city center. The old train depot is now the Jazz Depot and is home to the Oklahoma Jazz Hall of Fame, and the offices of the Tulsa Symphony Orchestra. The little bar in front of the north window provides refreshments to those who attend Sunday evening performances.
The Tulsa German American Club sponsors an annual Oktoberfest on the west side of the river. We took Sue's daughter Jennifer and grand kids Molly and Willy and spent a few hours there.
It comes with a carnival selling arts and crafts, and of course lots of German food and beer. It is Octoberfest after all.
For the little kids there are games and face painting.
For the big kids there lots of exciting rides.
We had a nice time enjoying bratwurst mit kraut, and watching the rides. Molly and Willy had fun riding the rides and selecting just the right souveniers to spend their allowance money on. A good time was had by all.
The pedestrian bridge across the Arkansas River was originally the Frisco railroad trestle. Now it separates river and sky with the oil refinery in the background. It reminds us that Tulsa was originally an oil town back in the roaring 1920s and still has a lot of oil related business.
As many of you know, I walk with difficulty and use a power wheelchair to get around. Today (Wednesday) after visiting the Health Zone, I felt very tired and light headed on the way home. Rather than lower the chair and ride it inside, I stumbled up the walk with my cane. I began to feel faint and realized that I was going down. I tried to make it to a chair on the porch but fell into it heavily and the chair and I both slid off into the shrubbery. I ended up on my back under a bush with my legs still on the porch. Nothing was injured other than my pride, but I knew I was going to need assistance getting back on my feet. Reluctantly I called 911 from my cell phone as asked for help. Within a few minutes a fire truck pulled up with three sturdy looking guys who gently hoisted me back up on the porch, sat me down, and checked me over. Although I insisted I was fine, an ambulance pulled up and offered to take me to the ER. I talked them out of that and convinced them to just help me inside to stretch out on the bed.
Before they left I persuaded them to pause for a group picture. This whole episode could have been very embarrassing but the courtesy and professionalism of these young people made me feel very grateful. I suppose they were just doing their job but their concern was very genuine, and to me was very personal. There is not much else I can do but say thank you, and God bless you. You guys are OK.
The 6 story TransOK Building at 2 West 6th Street. Built for Public Service of Oklahoma in 1929 and now in mixed use. The zigzag art deco style was very popular in Tulsa when it was built and is still very handsome. They just don't make 'em like they used to.
Oklahoma was Indian Territory before it became a state and has the greatest percentage Native American of any state. There are powwows in many places during the year and Tulsa has two big ones. Powwows combine fellowship, music, dancing, ceremony and native arts and crafts. This gentleman demonstrated the eagle dance.
He also did a great hoop dance. He first threw down 5 hoops and proceeded to pick them up one at a time with his feet.
Accompanied by drum beats he flipped the hoops up and made different designs with them. He manipulates the hoops so smoothly that they glide from one form to another very gracefully.
You can see all five hoops now. He twirled them around and at one point had all five fanned out across his back like a wing.
It is hard to describe how beautiful this is. I regret that I did not get a video of it. Describing it in words only hints at its drama. This is only a peek at the richness of our Native American culture.
I found an amazing video on Youtube of a Hoop Dance. It is a little long but stay with it. Click on the full screen icon in the lower right hand corner so you can see it better. This is the real deal.