I was a sentence or two into yet one more sentimental note about my ‘glorious’ Minnesota childhood. A perfectly fine childhood in a better than average place…but it is possible I get a bit carried away with it all when the place I’m in is faraway New Mexico and my distance from childhood is about a hundred years. Well, not quite 100, but closer than seems possible!

Last photo album of the Old Place and farewell shot from a last night on the shores of Lake Superior.

The gravel road leading the 1 1/2 miles from US Highway 71 out to my place.