When my friend Kathy suggested we add a side trip to Williston, North Dakota to our return trip from Arizona, I believe I said, “Are you kidding me?” Fortunately, I never said that out loud. So there we were, 80 miles south of Canada and 15 miles east of Montana, in the far northwestern corner of North Dakota. We spent several hours driving around Williston and talking to several of its residents, at our hotel, at the restaurants and the shops where we stopped. And they all had one thing in Continue Reading
When Fun and Fear Collide
Yesterday, we took a delightful drive to Park City, Utah. I was looking forward to the beautiful scenery, the main street filled with cutesy shops, and a nice lunch along the way. Then Heidi, a mutual friend, sent the text. “Check out the bobsled.” Kathy (the athlete, as excited as can be): “Let’s do the bobsled? Do you want to? Really, it will be so much fun? Want to? Let’s do it!” Pam (assuming the bobsled was nothing much more than a tricked out county fair ride constructed with Continue Reading
Colorado City, Arizona
There was one obvious route to our destination of St. George, Utah. We chose another. Colorado City, Arizona and Hildale, Utah were in our sights. Not on your bucket list? They needn’t be, but we wanted to view life in these two towns only separated by a state line, reputedly, still run by Warren Jeffs from his cell block in the Texas Department of Criminal Justice. Yes, we wanted to see the towns that polygamy made famous. With the brilliant red cliffs as a backdrop, we drove hours on a Continue Reading
Letter from Camp
Staying at a resort-like, age restricted, active adult community in suburban Phoenix for ten weeks with my friend, Kathy, has been a bit like camp. A very nice camp. (http://www.grandinfo.com/) But what would camp be without a letter to mom and dad. So channeling my ten your old self, my letter home… Dear Mom and Dad, Thanks for sending me to camp this year with the older kids. It’s been a blast! Our cabin is real nice and I like it a lot, but the other cabins behind us are a little too Continue Reading