My mom wanted her ashes spread in the river at her favorite campsite. So after the memorial service, my family and some of her close friends made the trip south from Havre, into the foothills of the Bear’s Paw mountains. Actually, now that I think about it, I am not certain whether that particular campsite …
A buddy once came to visit me when I lived in Bozeman, Montana. We were both at a point in life that airline tickets were a bit of a stretch financially. However, he knew somebody who worked for the airport in Minneapolis and arranged for him to hang out in the terminals for several hours …
My office door isn’t plumb. That bugs me. It isn’t far out. You can’t see it. Really, its only noticeable if there is weight on the coat hook on the back of the door. Because then it falls partially-closed. Not fully-closed mind you. Not even mostly closed. Just closed enough to look sloppy. If my …