The one thing the visit brought home again is how much we've romanticized our history to make soldiering on the frontier or being a cowboy an exciting life when actually it was extremely boring. Douglas MacArthur's father was the commandant here when Douglas was a small child. When the fort was abandoned in the 1890s, the roofs, windows, and doors were all removed from the adobe buildings, leaving the walls to gradually weather away.
We will be moving on today to Tucson. Butch has a birthday golf game lined up for tomorrow and I am extremely excited to attend the Tucson Book Festival on Saturday. Woohoo!