I met the first one at church and we divorced years later. I was helping to do chores for a good buddy whose health was declining and his daughter (from out of town) kept checking up on him and I was always there... right place right time. My buddy passed but I've kept the daughter!
"Camping places fix themselves in your mind as if you had spent long periods of your life in them. You will remember a curve of your wagon track in the grass of the plain like the features of a friend." Isak Dinesen
