Leaving the bison behind we bounced into Foss State Park , had a wonderful dinner of grilled burgers, garlic carrots an broccoli.
I lost to vicki again at gin rummy and we went to bed. TRAVLERS NOTE: on Friday night, people arrive late so don’t be surprised when families arrive at midnight to the campground With their barking dog. The poor sap had to work and then drive half the night.
The next morning we staet Out early for Bernice Oklahoma and Grand Lake State PARK.
So, as Vicki and I wind our way to Bernice Oklahoma I see Oral Roberts University on my right. Unbeknownst to most everyone, I had been there before and had met Oral Roberts himself.
So here is what happened. My Uncle Bill, the world famous Preacher, told my mom he KNEW Oral Roberts and that he could get me into medical school. All I had to do is go there and meet Oral Roberts and wham, I was In.
My sister Karen lived in Dallas at the time and her ex-husband Greg said Howard should fly to Dallas and then drive the Three hours to Tulsa.
I thanked him for the advice and a week later flew to Dallas.
Karen agreed to Drive me and off we went. Now this was before cell phones, but it wasn’t long till Karen and I realized that in reality it takes 6 hours to go to Tulsa, not 3.
We had an appointment at 1:00 pm. Karen drove like Mario Andretti.
We made it on time, only to wait 5 hours sitting in a stuffy plastic waiting room. When I finally met Oral Roberts he spent ten minutes telling me how great he was finishing with a singular “No!”
To get the rest of the Howard’s trying to get into medical school story, read chapter 12 in his autobiography, THE STRUGGLES OF THE WHISTLE KING
That night I fished till dark catching a bass that stretchEd from my fingertips to my elbow. Such fun.