(Marileen Farmer and John Focht enjoy the day in the grand lobby of the Music Museum in Phoenix, AZ.)
The man was a newly retired social studies teacher. At a Legends classical country music concert in Mesa, AZ. , I asked what he was doing for fun in his retirement, and he said, “Visiting all the Presidential libraries.”
Taking his advice for what he thought was one of the best, we headed for the President Ronald Reagan Library in Thousand Oaks, CA. The huge complex is outside town on top a hill, Not only did we travel back in time to view history of his presidency, but there was a traveling exhibit taking place with real objects from Pompei’s volcanic eruption.
As we all can appreciate, Italians love wine, women, art and music. Items from their daily life showed life then at its fullest with lovely homes, gardens with statues. Those were lovely to see. A little more difficult was to move onto the sight of their gray-white mummified bodies trying to out-run a volcano. In a specially-designed room, the huge wall video depicted the volcano blasting towards us: the floor rumbled beneath our feet, smoke filled the air, sounds came from the dying.
On a more sedate note, if you are fascinated with ancient Egypt, the past is artfully created in San Jose, CA., at the Egyptian Museum designed and produced by Rosicrucian Society members. You can go down into an Egyptian tomb with drawings on the walls. You’ll wind along stone corridors to see where a queen rests. In other parts of this museum there are authenticated mummies of people, a few cats and even a trout.
Video documentaries of Egypt’s vast past will hold you spell-bound. The maps and photos of the many dynasties (Cleopatra, queen of the last) reveal how huge the geographical area of their pyramids are along the Nile. The Museum has been made to match the exact specifications for the ancient buildings, gardens, and layout. It also gives visitors the sense of how these ancient people, as well as those today, are fascinated by the After Life, Soul and Spirit. One unique item down in a lower level is a wall display with rungs that capture vibration tones not possible with music. Dare to sample those frequencies.
Quite the experience. It’s the belief of the Rosicrucian’s that the pyramids were built to be used for more than tombs, and consider them to be temples to view astrology and to study other mystical events.
The Music Museum is Phoenix is an unusual treat. Here, you’ll wear ear muffs to delight in music played from all over the world. As you go up to each display, music begins. One favorite is that for John Lennon. Several music groups play segments from his unforgettable “Imagine.”
Like many of my Iowa friends, at the Music Museum I learned that the two persons shown above have multiple talents. Marileen wrote the composition she was playing when teaching in Saudi Arabia. If John were in Arabia, he’d probably been playing the mandolin in someone’s tent.
If you like movies or stories about the American West, you’d get a kick out of the Museum of the West located in the arts district of Scottsdale, AZ. The building itself has won many architectural designs. Even the concrete sidewalk is a path of unique art. Once inside, there was a traveling exhibit. We lucked out. Charlie Russell’s collection of his women of the West was on display. I once worked and lived in Great Falls, MT. My little cottage was just up the street from his art studio.
The George Patton Museum may be off the beaten path. It’s west of Blythe, CA., smack in the middle of the Mohave Desert, a place where he trained U.S. soldiers for combat in North Africa during WWII. Here you’re find weapons, uniforms, posters, and even a copy of my novel, Lebensborn Secrets, about Himmler’s program that began in l935 for his SS and the Gestapo.
You might like this one for your bucket list: The Superstition Mountain Museum on the Apache Trail outside of Phoenix. Do take a look at my novel, “Cries in the Desert,” just added to their gift shop. It’s a tale of could happen even today. Following a visit here, you might be inspired to take out a mining claim in the Tonto desert and look for Spanish gold. People still come in droves to hike, a few to prospect. If you venture far enough out into the desert, you might run across someone working a claim. Quickly beg their pardon for your intrusion. In these parts, treasure hunting is taken very seriously. So march on with your metal detector.