Route 66. The Mother Road. The Artery of the Nation. America's Main Street. The Dust Bowl Highway. The Road of Flight. |
Route 66 is twenty-five hundred miles of pure Americana that meant the world to people living in the 1940s and 1950s. Though officially taken out of the U.S. Highway system in 1985, it continues to generate nostalgia and give birth to new generations of travelers who long for the old glory days of Route 66.
Beginning in Chicago and ending in California, a Route 66 trek is dubbed the quintessential road trip even today. Motorcycle and auto clubs regularly schedule group road trips following the Mother Road and indulging “in relaxed walks through historic, western-style downtowns, getting lost between dusty antique items, sipping a root beer in an authentic soda fountain, and enjoying an open-air movie before spending the night in an authentic mom and pop motel of the 50s.”
How did one road mean so much to so many people in the years past and even today?
I believe the answer lies in the very DNA of our citizenry and represents the great spirit of the American people.
In short, it signifies freedom both yesterday and today.
- Freedom to travel when and where one’s heart wanders.
- Freedom to believe in change and the hope of tomorrow.
- Freedom to see new places and people, and to enjoy them at leisure.
- Freedom to connect with others who love to travel or move or sightsee.
The automotive and transportation explosions are aptly represented by Route 66. Wars and ends of wars changed circumstances and opinions in this country, and they also affected how Americans looked at travel. It became more than getting from place to place, but also a way to change their lives.
Looking for change?
Take to the roads. Need a better tomorrow? Hop in the car and go find it. Looking for adventure? Look no further than the highway stretching in front of you. Route 66 offered something different to each and every voyager.
Of course, John Steinbeck used this famous highway to symbolize the grit, desperation, and migration from the Dust Bowl regions, calling it a Highway of Flight.
It was truly that and more. Capitalism at its best was represented by the multitudes of businesses
"In the 1950s, Route 66 was a genuine celebrity. Families could actually leave their homes in the East or Midwest and drive out to the Grand Canyon or the Painted Desert. The could go all the way to the Pacific on a highway that passed through towns where Abe Lincoln practiced law, Jesse James robbed banks, and Will Rogers learned how to twirl a rope.
"They could cross Mark Twain’s great river into lands where outlaws hid in dark caves, and drive through picture-book countrysides where cowpokes still chased dogies into the sunset.” Michael Wallis, Route 66, The Mother Road
Route 66 is the representation of democracy alive and well on our highways, over our bridges, in our vehicles, and in our hearts.
May it survive and thrive!
Blackberry Road is Jodi's fourth novel.
What's next? A historical novel set in 1954 featuring an escape using the famous ROUTE 66. THE ACCIDENTAL ROAD debuts September 2019.
What's next? A historical novel set in 1954 featuring an escape using the famous ROUTE 66. THE ACCIDENTAL ROAD debuts September 2019.
Jodi Lea Stewart was born in Texas to an "Okie" mom and a Texan dad. Her younger years were spent in Texas and Oklahoma; hence, she knows all about biscuits and gravy, blackberry picking, chiggers, and snipe hunting. At the age of eight, she moved to a large cattle ranch in the White Mountains of Arizona. Later, she left her studies at the University of Arizona in Tucson to move to San Francisco, where she learned about peace, love, and exactly what she DIDN'T want to do with her life. Since then, Jodi graduated summa cum laude with a BS in Business Management, raised three children, worked as an electro-mechanical drafter, penned humor columns for a college periodical, wrote regional Western articles, and served as managing editor of a Fortune 500 corporate newsletter. She currently resides in Arizona with her husband, her delightful 90+year-old mother, one crazy Standard poodle named Jazz, one rescue cat, and numerous gigantic, bossy houseplants.
Jodi, I can't wait to read more in your Route 66 series here on the Sundown Press blog. I live about 5 miles from where Route 66 runs through our state of Oklahoma so I travel on it quite frequently--yes, it's different than it was "in the beginning" but still has a lot of nostalgia. One of our new governor candidates is talking about what a great thing it would be to refurbish Route 66 and make it a showplace again. I AGREE!
ReplyDeleteGreat article, Jodi. I'm amazed at the structures still standing on our portion between Springfield and Carthage Missouri. There are houses, barns, well houses built over springs and old buildings all made of stone. I call it the 'rock road'.
ReplyDeleteJodi,
ReplyDeleteRoute 66... It's where we get our kicks, you know. *wink*