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History is alive and redemptive
In 1968 my parents took my younger brother Dave and I on a six week adventure in a truck and camper. I was 11 years old and my brother was 9.
We traversed the United States across it’s mid section and headed up the historic east coast and into French Canada visiting Montreal. We then headed west to Ottawa entered back into the U.S. at Sault Saint Marie. We saw the magnificent Yellowstone and stopped to visit Temple Square in Salt Lake City before returning home. Continue Reading »



