Finding our way to The Way one situation at a time. I don't know how great it will be, but I expect it will be interesting, and I look forward to it going on past all reason because wonder is just that way. Are you coming or not?
Lake McDonald 01, 2004 — Glacier National Park, Montana
The waitress at the Glacier Diner said, "Honey, if it isn't raining, its burning. And rain is a lot better."
So we took the rain with a smile, happy it wasn't worse, for a week of seven wet days without a mountain top in sight.
We were regulars at the Glacier Pie Place, with their "Pie for Courage" hats and their menu with more pies than I thought were possible, making seconds an attractive option with the rain coming down.
Going to the Sun Road was terrifying in the rain and fog, with no guard rails and an infinite number of drop-offs into infinity, so we took the long way around on the return trip and haven't regretted it yet.
But I do think about the pie from time to time, and got the Courage connection with driving to the sun. It's a definite requirement for the trip.
I'm retired, and still finding my way--but now, I don't have to pretend that I know what I'm doing.
I retired after 40.5 years as a minister in the Presbyterian Church USA, serving churches in Louisiana, Mississippi and North Carolina. I graduated from Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, in Austin, Texas, and Northwestern State University in Natchitoches, Louisiana. My wife, Judy, and I have three daughters, five granddaughters, one great granddaughter, and a great grandson on the way, within about ten minutes from where we live--and are enjoying our retirement as much as we have ever enjoyed anything.
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