Between us, Butch and I have eleven siblings and sixty-five cousins, give or take a few. So it's always nice when we can see several of them in one place. This weekend, Kearney, NE was the gathering spot for several of the Hildebrands.
Kearney really is the middle. They claim to be 1733 miles from both Boston and San Francisco. There were cousins from Texas, California, Colorado, Nebraska and Iowa. Aunt Dorothy, who I believe is ninety, said she guessed she was "the last of the Mohicans" but also disavowed any responsibility for behavior. There was a little peanut shuck throwing incident at dinner.
Kearney really is the middle. They claim to be 1733 miles from both Boston and San Francisco. There were cousins from Texas, California, Colorado, Nebraska and Iowa. Aunt Dorothy, who I believe is ninety, said she guessed she was "the last of the Mohicans" but also disavowed any responsibility for behavior. There was a little peanut shuck throwing incident at dinner.
Earlier in the day, we visited the Archway--a museum of sorts that stretches over I-80. It contains kind of a Disney version of the Westward Movement, more realistic but with lots of multimedia effects. My former eighth graders should recognize many of the incidents and trials of the Pioneer game we did. But very impressive and a good overview of the opening of the West. For a more complete story, read Men to Match My Mountains by Irving Stone.
We also visited Cabela's, a first for me. Learned from brother-in-law Dan that if they include a certain number of wild animals per square foot in their stores, they can be classified as a museum. Hmmmm.
So where from here? Like the pioneers, we will be striking out to parts unknown, foraging for food, searching for safe havens each night, and hopefully not having to turn the trailer on its side as a fortification against attack. Hopefully also, we run into a laundromat and supermarket. I guess there's always the Internet.
So where from here? Like the pioneers, we will be striking out to parts unknown, foraging for food, searching for safe havens each night, and hopefully not having to turn the trailer on its side as a fortification against attack. Hopefully also, we run into a laundromat and supermarket. I guess there's always the Internet.
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