I've left the blogging to Cody for the last couple of days because we were IN Cody, where I have generally too much fun to be messing w/ computers. All of my girlfriends from my very young days continue to support and tolerate me in a way that probably astounded my sister. As always, I hate leaving Cody, but if we didn't we wouldn't be able to continue our most excellent adventure. He we are now in Denver w/ Aunt Sallie and our Grasser cousins. We managed to get Roberta and Cathy with their mom here after we had all had lunch and visited for a long time. Pat is here as well, and it had been awhile since I'd seen him so I barely recoginized him.
We were at Taimi Kuiva's last night outside Laramie at her and her husband Dave's beautiful home. I have to admit tho, living up on the bluff w/ not much but the wind and the Antelops would be daunting. My goes off to Kuiv.
Tomorrow it's on to Nebraska, maybe Scotts Bluff if we can find out that there is much to see, but while I'm writing this in fact, Aunt Sallie and Cathy are telling us we can make it all the way to the Black Hills in one day from here, so we may tackle that. We'll be going back to the place of our parents honeymoon in 1952.
If we run into techno troubles out in the boondocks, our blog will have to be suspended until we find a good site like here in Denver. You can always call us if any of you are EVER worried! xoxoxoxxxpiequeen
P.S. Hey Dad, Cathy and Aunt Sallie just reminded us of the time Major came out to get you when you tried to punish one of the boys! haha, that was such a good story!
4 comments:
Hi Nancy and Sue.
What a great trip you are having. I like your reference to the story about Major trying to divert Dad from disciplining one of his sons. I'm sure you have heard, or will be hearing, some more classic stories. How about sharing the best of them. And what has been the most nostalgic experience you each have had so far? I'll bet Dickinson will top it all in that department. See you. Dan in West Seattle.
Hi Cody and Susie,
We're thinking of you and wishing you great travels. Thanks for stopping by to see dad.
Loretta
I had to write today, to correct a matter of importance. If we had our honeymoon in 1950, I would have been 16 year old bride. Please make me a legit bride of 18.
Sounded like your dad was robbing the cradle or something. So the honeymoon was 1952, okay???
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