Daring

Mom (she preferred ‘Mother’) and Dad, having parents in Utah, gave us an excuse to do the periodic road trip. Sometimes we would drive from Virginia. I don’t remember if it was Nebraska or what, but on one trip, one state seemed to go on forever. Maybe it was Montana. We had no air conditioning. Instead, we would go across the country with the windows down.  I seem to remember sitting in the middle, between Kaye and Scott. I remember one time, going through the Bad Lands. We stopped at some “scenic overlook”. Being a young kid, I went to the edge. Looking down, I discovered I was standing on about 4 inches of mud between a couple of boulders… Time to back up.    ~Kurt