Moved to this little town in southeast Idaho in 1998, trying to escape from the congestion of the larger citys. Not that I have a great dislike for citys, they have provided me with a living for more than 45 years. Its just that, way back in the corner of my memories there lived an image of the small Nebraska town where I was born. Maybe its true when they say we all want to return to our childhood, I don't know for sure. Maybe its just that I wanted to know what was going on around me without reading about it in the newspapers, or listening to it on the news. Where the most important thing that happended yesterday was the birth of Darla Jean's baby, not the stabbing of some poor soul at the local gas'n'go. Anyway we packed up the Kat woman, and Willis the wonderdog, bought a rundown fixerupper house and moved to the mountains. heres a view of, Paradise in my dashboard lights, as we entered town.
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