Butte, MT.
Watching The Eagles/Vikings on MNF. (Correction: watching the Eagles kick the Vikings' ass!)
Black Hills, Wyoming, Little Big Horn, Continental Divide, bad coffee, great trip.
In the timeless lyrics of Eddie Money:
"Eggs on the runny side, beat my little baby"
Watching The Eagles/Vikings on MNF. (Correction: watching the Eagles kick the Vikings' ass!)
Black Hills, Wyoming, Little Big Horn, Continental Divide, bad coffee, great trip.
In the timeless lyrics of Eddie Money:
"Eggs on the runny side, beat my little baby"
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Indeed. I do like my parents. Very much so in fact. That is what makes all of this so hard. Since the disease has struck my mother, she has become someone else. I do not like that person one bit, and to me, in many aspects she is already dead. But before that, definitely. They are two of the most amazing people in the world to me, and I consider myself beyond fortunate to have lived under their roof. My father has done some changing over the past year, and I do not like what the year has done to him. But it has been a rough year, and I know his heart. That at least has not changed. They are awesome.
Wow, it sounds like your family is completely a different story though?
~PW