Confusion of Days

On a Wednesday, I was entering the Copper Queen Saloon. I was approached by a young man who looked somewhat distraught. He asked whether the day was Thursday. I concurred.

A bit later I wondered too, what day it was. Oops, the day really was Wednesday.

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Bisbee-Douglas International Airport

The other day,  we took a trip from Bisbee to Bisbee-Douglas International Airport (KDUG).

On my paper atlas, Bisbee-Douglas Int’l Airport is at the end of Double Adobe Road. In fact the airport is just off AZ 191, 10 miles north of Douglas. When we finally got to the airport, we found a sign for a state prison, and another for a road to a now dilapidated cannery, but no signage for Bisbee-Douglas Int’l Airport.

We drove up to a terminal-ish building. Two guys were standing outside the building. We asked them where the terminal was. They confirmed what we had thought; we were at it. The head guy informed us that it wasn’t always so dead.

There are times that they have military exercises; the landing strip is the longest in the area. The prisoners are sometimes marched in shackles around the parking lot.

Inside the terminal, there are black and white photographs hanging on the walls. There are old copies of Golf magazine and Time Magazine. Off to the sides of the lobby are offices for the various remnant offices remaining from their heyday. The lobby itself is in very good shape.

There is a now-defunct restaurant named SkyWaiter. Of course, with such a small potential audience, how would one expect a restaurant to be able to stay open.

Happy Thanksgiving.