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A very long time ago in Park Rapids, MN I met a little neighbor girl. One of my earliest memories of Sandy was of her crawling into my mom's chicken coop. Later, there was her on horseback and our parents playing cards and fishing together. A few years later, a different kid came in from a country school & the town kids met Don. Fast forward many, many years. Sandy Motley Buerkley and Don Buerkley now spend part of the year in MN ...
... from a drunken cowboy. Downstairs we got
to see the poker tables as they were found and the teeny tiny rooms the girls
We decided to stay another week and take it easy for a few
days so Rusty could fully recover. He has….so off we go.
Well on Tuesday (2/18/14) we decided to go see what the city
of Willcox had to offer. We were headed to do some wine touring and go to Fort
Bowie until we ...
After we left the rv park we took a side trip to a gem stone museium very colourfull old guy gave us all sorts of info on rocks.
After that on to tombstone what a great place most of the store owners dressed up the part of the old west,had lunch in a bar all decked out old western style should come back here with a group of people, stay in a motel what a party place!!!!
... up. One arm takes thirty years to develop. We knew this would not last, as at 4000 feet, Sierra Vista was too high for these to survive naturally.
We dropped off the car at Sierra Vista and were soon picked up by Joan in her distinctive car with the Aussie flag for a front number plate and a follow me to Tumburumba (a place in NSW) on the back window.
Sierra Vista is in the desert and all water comes from underground wells that ...
... I do not hesitate, I fly.
The Eagle Mountains to my left, the Quitman’s too; the Finlay’s to my right. Peaks are 7,000 feet, wide valleys flatten out between. The GPS begins to show a darkened spot, a thick line very near the little car that mimics me. I stop and check the map; yes, Mexico is just there to my left, I know the Rio Grande is flowing there, the border mark.
Traffic thickens, El Paso ...