The first museum I was ever in was in Raleigh NC. I must have went with our 9th grade class in a Bus to Raleigh. We did not get a long time inside, but enough to whet an interest. Once, Dad took me to an Iron or Steel Museum near Birmingham one year.
Strange, we have never visited two well reported museums within ten miles of our home in Belmont. We do mention going, just never get around to it.
(Sherry and her sons in Bandera)
There is a small Museum in Bandera, Texas. We have actually been there twice. Frontier Times Museum. Bandera is the Cowboy Capital of the World. You know, real cowboys who are champions in riding and roping. Rex Allen an actor, but a real cowboy from AZ. I thoroughly enjoyed the Rex Allen Museum in Wilcox, AZ
I also mentioned ‘The House of The Rock’ on the Shipslog, it is a museum to itself. The Henry Ford Museum (referred to as only “The Henry Ford”) in Dearborn, MI. The Studebaker Museum and also the RV Museum in South Bend, IN.
And then there was the General Patton Tank Museum on Fort Knox and an Air Plane Museum at Hill AFB, Utah. One should never forget the Potato Museum in Idaho.
(Ever wonder the size of the A-Bomb? Grandson Luke beside a ‘Fat Boy’ Atomic Bomb (shell) at Hill AF)
There are towns themselves that are Museums, like Tombstone, AZ that I have talked about here.
But the Grand-daddy of all museums is in Washington, DC. Free admission and displays you will never forget. Our first visit was back when Lyndon Johnson was president. For basically a country boy and his family, we walked around amazed at the things on display in the Smithsonian's. If you ever have the chance GO VISIT. To be honest it is about the only REAL thing in Washington.
It is impossible to describe the Museums of American Natural History and the Air and Space Museums. There are 19 museums in all, I did not know that there were that many.
Seeing the USA is an education in itself. Sites like The Alamo in San Antonio is HISTORY, the fact that now it is a museum is secondary.
(Me ‘n the Boys at the Alamo)
We have traveled and driven over a million miles and have never been bored at life and history, I consider being on the road as a museum of life. No museum or artist can depict a desert or sea sunset, no one can touch the peak colors of autumn in the mountains.
From the RV Museum
From the Studebaker Museum