Tonight I took my dad on the First Friday Art Trail. He's a retired engineer, so art isn't really his thing usually.
But we had a great time. He talked a lot about things he remembered from downtown Lubbock in the 1940s, when he was a Tech student. He talked about how good it was to see people downtown at night. He talked about the weather. He talked a lot.
We had wine at McPherson Cellars, and made a plan for the next First Friday when the weather's good. Without divulging too many details, I can tell you that the plan involves (1) a spaghetti pack from Orlando's; (2) wine; and (3) the outdoor courtyard at McPherson.
It was quite a pleasant evening.
Courtyard, McPherson Cellars (and site of our future spaghetti-dinner-with-wine-during-an-art-event.)
