I met my 1st (late) wife when I was a senior in college and she was a freshman. After I graduated, I got a job in so. Idaho while she was in school in no. Idaho, 450 miles away. At that time (early 70's), there was no I-84 and the route north was blessed with many miles of winding roads and 3 notorious hills to go over. It was a 9 hour trip. During the next 3 years before she graduated, I calculated that I made the weekend trip once every 5 weeks.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

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