chapel in the hills - MARS D. GILL Books & Blogs https://bookofdreams.us Books by Book of Dreams, Inc Sun, 15 Nov 2020 13:40:08 +0000 en-US hourly 1 https://i0.wp.com/bookofdreams.us/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/cropped-Book-of-Dreams-Inc-Logo-1-1.jpg?fit=32%2C32&ssl=1 chapel in the hills - MARS D. GILL Books & Blogs https://bookofdreams.us 32 32 93465569 #7. From Dawn to Dusk: Chasing Memories. The Way Home https://bookofdreams.us/2020/09/7-from-dawn-to-dusk-chasing-memories-the-way-home/?utm_source=rss&utm_medium=rss&utm_campaign=7-from-dawn-to-dusk-chasing-memories-the-way-home https://bookofdreams.us/2020/09/7-from-dawn-to-dusk-chasing-memories-the-way-home/#comments Fri, 25 Sep 2020 13:00:00 +0000 https://bookofdreams.us/?p=2592 Home was twenty-two hours East of Montana. At six in the morning, we pulled out of our condo that had sheltered us for five nights. Dawn fulfilled its promise of vibrant colors through the drive out of Anaconda to Butte where we stopped for coffee and breakfast. We drove under floating hot air balloons, by […]

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Home was twenty-two hours East of Montana.

At six in the morning, we pulled out of our condo that had sheltered us for five nights. Dawn fulfilled its promise of vibrant colors through the drive out of Anaconda to Butte where we stopped for coffee and breakfast.

We drove under floating hot air balloons, by the babbling Yellowstone River to our unscheduled bathroom stop at a Rest Area which turned out to be a humble dose of history on Bozeman Trail where local tribes killed a traveling father and son while they camped.

As we left Montana and ventured deeper into the Northern Cheyenne reservation, fast moving motorcycles appeared. They stayed with us to the suburb of Rapid City where we refueled, wondering where the motorcycles were headed. That night as we called it a night at Chamberlain, SD, overlooking the Missouri River from our hotel on a hill, the motorcyclists, more than 400, 000 of them, converged in Sturgis, SD, a city we had crossed on the way. Later, on September 2, 2020, first Covid-19 death was reported from that event. At least 260 cases (those who agreed to testing) countrywide contracted covid from here. It was surreal to realize how close we had gotten ourselves to them. Not that we are the types to ignore medical professionals. But we were on the road. To be free, you must be alive, a concept lost to some.

We had stopped in the evening at the Chapel in the Hills located in Rapid City, not too far from Sturgis.

Next morning, with breakfast to go, we set our eyes on our home and drove east. Our pit stop today was at the Sioux Falls, SD.

We made it home in daylight. I wish I remembered what I felt, what we spoke about, but all I knew was we were home. We were lucky. We were blessed. Thank you, God, for giving me a perspective to see so much beauty and live this life.

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