After First Communion

So this is where we left off. 

Christopher is familiar with a guitar and can help Gunnar get started.

That afternoon, Chris took us on a second tour of the area.  It include a stop at this historical monument marking the first discovery of oil in North Dakota at the Iverson Well in Tioga.

On our way to Lake Sakakawea, which is about 20 minutes from Jenny’s home, we saw some horses near the road.  Those are bug spatters on the windshield.

We rolled down the windows and stopped to say hi.

The horses were friendly, and curious.

The landscape in this part of North Dakota is not like anything I’ve seen in Minnesota.

These people really built their homes to get away from the rat race.

When we got to Lake Sakakawea, Addie and Gunnar ran to the dock at the end of the boat launch.

It was a gorgeous sunny day.  Jenny and I joined the kids looking for treasures on the rocky beach.  Jenny found an interesting piece of petrified wood for Mom.

On the way back to Tioga, Gunnar had a much better seat.

Then it was time for a little Scrabble while Jenny and Chris made dinner.

After delicious barbecued chicken on the grill, we played a little more Scrabble with Dad and Allan joining us girls.

Jenny kept taking our picture.

It was getting late already that night, but we still squeezed in bowling game.  Mom was an expert because she had previous practice.

Dad picked it up fast.

Gunnar got lots of strikes.

And Addie got lots of strikes.

Then Chris and Dad snuck in a game of golf.

Way to go, Dad.

Late to bed and early to rise, we had Father’s Day presents to open the next morning.

Mom says farewell to Goliath.

It’s never easy to say goodbye.  “Look at his long ears,” said Mom.  “He’s sad.”

S sa

Thank you, dear daughter Jenny, for a wonderful time.  Love you.

The guys helped pack up the van.

Goliath watches us from the deck.

The final picture before we leave Jenny’s place.

Goodbye to the oil fields.

Hello again to “Water, water everywhere.”

Trains were hauling in more rock to keep building up the roads and the railroad tracks to get them out of the water.  No one can explain why the water table keeps rising in North Dakota.

We went through Devil’s Lake, too, which has more water than anyplace else in North Dakota.

I’ll say it one more time, “Water, water everywhere.”

We spent Monday night at the AmericInn in Fargo and were back home at Mom and Dad’s on Tuesday afternoon, June 11th.  No, there were not a bunch of people waiting there for us.  I had this picture in my files from when we celebrated Mom and Dad’s 60th Wedding Anniversary in May of 2007.  It’s where my parents have lived all their married life. — about a mile down the road from where each of their parents lived.

It was so fun and special that we can hardly talk about it without tears welling up.  It’s pretty amazing that we got to be together in Tioga, ND.

Again, those are bugs on the windshield.