Update 3/12
When I awoke, I peeked out of the window of the motel in Ft. Stockton and saw that the pavement in the parking lot was wet, but I couldn't tell if there was any ice. Later I learned that the lowest overnight temperature was 34 degrees, so we got ready to head for McCamey. We put on so many layers of clothing under our yellow rain gear (our HAZMAT jackets, pants, and boots) that we looked like the Pillsbury dough boys. We also had skull caps under our helmets and another pair of gloves over our biking gloves. It was completely overcast, with visibility of about one-half mile, and a cold drizzle falling, but when we started out there was little if any wind. 
That was good news, considering how the weather had been yesterday. We departed Ft. Stockton at 10:00 AM, rode for our last few miles on the Interstate, and then headed north on US 67. Shortly thereafter the wind started up again, and of course, it was a partial head-wind, primarily out of the north, but with enough of an easterly component to made it harder to pedal. All the locals tell us the wind is normally out of the south and that this is a very unusual weather pattern. About ten miles from McCamey the drizzle stopped, and the wind died down noticeably.
Jamie Daniel of First Baptist Redlands had previously contacted her relatives in McCamey, Richard and Mary Ann Partney, and we had communicated with them about our trip. Richard had talked with the mayor, Sherrie Phillips, who drove out to meet us and escort us into town. We learned that the plan was to send the fire truck to escort us in, but shortly before we were to arrive the truck had to respond to an actual fire. 
At 3:30 PM and the conclusion of our 47 mile trip we stopped at the local restaurant to warm up with hot chocolate, and we were hosted by several McCamey residents. Susan and I each received a McCamey T-shirt and a bag of "goodies" from the Chamber of Commerce. After checking into the local motel where Richard had made reservations for us, we returned to the restaurant for dinner where we again were hosted by several members of the community. Needless to say we were very grateful to everyone for their hospitality and interest, and it was certainly more of a reception than we had ever imagined.