Trip-1,Trip-2

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Last week my brother, Pat and I made a trip down into Arizona. Since Pat was doing all the driving it left me to my own devices to pass the time. Usually it would consist of bantering between us, but I really wanted something more out of this trip than that.



I spent a few years in Arizona as a young man, and I can say I have covered a vast majority of this state several times.




As we covered the ground and went through different places on our route I would explain little things I could remember as they popped into my mind. It surprised even me how much I had forgotten about those years.

So many experiences good and not so good, just part of living.

Like now, the new construction of the bridge over Hoover Dam this gave me pause to consider the First Trip I can remember. My brother and I were going to live in Idaho. I was 6 years old and I remember seeing Hoover Dam at that time, this was one of my earliest recollections. Call that Trip-1.

I believe this trip will be one that will be impossible to forget, but I may never drive over the dam again, we never know. I'll call this Trip-2.

Sometimes it's good to let someone else drive for you. Gives you time to remember the best of life.

Well Easter gave me a 3-second hug when I finally got home, then about a 10-minute chewing out for not being there. I didn't get mad at him though. I just fed him something then went to start the fire, see you there soon ---------Mikey