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Dorothy Copus Brush
"Random Thoughts"

Memories of Route 66 live on

To all those who grew up knowing nothing but interstate highways, the sentimental outpouring over the 75th anniversary of Route 66 must seem silly. But to those who remember the glory years of that road - from its opening in 1926 until it was gradually bypassed as interstates were completed - it was nothing short of a miracle.

In 1921 the Federal Highway Act was passed in response to the clamor for good roads which resulted in the formation of a powerful group called the Good Roads Movement. Across the nation, including the Plateau, the topic of better roads was uppermost in the minds of the citizenry. Thanks to the introduction of Henry Ford's affordable automobile, everyone itched to hit the road and see the U.S.A.

From this nation's beginning adventurers were challenged to explore what lay beyond and they followed paths used by Native Americans. Then came the trails cut by covered wagons and finally those original routes were used as the railroads came on the scene.

On Nov. 11, 1926, Route 66 was opened following those same early paths across the country. From Chicago to Los Angeles, 2,445 miles beckoned everyone to come and see this great country. It didn't matter that only 800 miles were paved and the other 1,648 miles was gravel, dirt and even wood planks in some spots. The two-lane route meandered through Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Oklahoma, Texas, New Mexico, Arizona and ended in California at the Pacific Ocean.

Writer John Steinbeck called it the Mother Road. For others who lived along especially dangerous parts of the route, it became known as Bloody Alley because of the terrific toll of lives lost. To most, it was America's Main Street. It didn't matter to the traveler that the ride was bumpy and often dangerous. They heeded the warning to carry their own water and they kept filled canvas water bags in the car. Gas stations had not come on the scene, and those driving along Route 66 could only hope they might find a gas depot before their tanks went dry.

Travelers learned how vast was their country and how different the geography and terrain. They also learned what a diverse population we were. That knowledge was gained for the traveler and the people living in the small communities along the route.

Then came the days of the dust bowl in the 1930s, and Steinbeck gave Route 66 another name, The Road of Flight, as thousands of those who had been beaten down and broken by that awful weather took to the road as immigrants taking all they could carry with them.

In the 1940s Route 66 carried troops and transports filled with war supplies. When that war ended, there remained an uneasiness that our country's road system was inadequate, should we ever be invaded. An interstate road system was seen as the solution. It took five interstates to replace Route 66, but by the late 1950s America's Main Street had lost its appeal as a road. The 9,000 cars that had passed through small towns daily were gone and, eventually, so were many of those communities. In 1984 the last section of Route 66 was bypassed in Arizona.

There were too many Route 66 fans for it to ever be forgotten. In its years of service songs, poems, magazines and books were devoted to it. The television series "Route 66" had a five-year run. Today there are nine national Route 66 associations, nine museums dedicated to preserving its importance, and even five international associations in Canada, the United Kingdom, France, Germany and Norway. Congress passed an act designating millions of dollars to protect a number of Route 66 areas, but none has been given out as yet.

So the memories of those adventures on Route 66 have lived on for 75 years, and this is the year new generations are learning about that great road.

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