Carol and I stopped in the Rapid City area to visit with friends and family. Mark and Judy made us feel welcome for two nights in their brand new Terry Peak home. Thanks !!
FLY took a bunch of us to lunch to the Firehouse Pub in downtown Rapid City. Thanks FLY !
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Carol, Francis Leonard Young (FLY) and Judy in his beautiful backyard where he has planted fruit trees of every personality. I swear that I even saw a Juicy Fruit tree.
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The Rapid City Main Street Association has been very successful in revitalizing their downtown. On almost every corner they have some beautiful life size sculptures - some are concrete, such as the one shown. Others are copper or bronze; a really nice area.
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I noted a Harley logo T-Shirt in the pub that Willie Davidson has autographed. I took a picture since I had just watched an hour long PBS show on their new KC factory.
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Judy, Carol and Bev convinced me late in the day that I needed to go to church to repent all of the sins that I collected today by hanging out with the Boyle Boys: Frankie, Jim and Bobby. I reflected the day; beer before noon, cigarettes all day, Jim's midget jokes... and decided they were right. Frankie asked me to pray for him in Latin and away we went.
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We stopped at the Bear Butte Overlook (I called it the Bear Butt overlook but I couldn't get any posers) after church and I had Judy, Carol and Bev pose for me on the nice wooden bench in front of the overlook. Before you can say "show me the love", Carol was showing some love to Bev. Bev howled with delight, or surprise, or delight and surprise I couldn't tell. They all just about peed their pants. I thought that moment alone was worth going to church. (I figure that I had just exercised one of the Lord's subjective conjugants. "If you go to church, I will let you see some pure sisterly silliness - a joy to see 50+ year old women acting like adolescents." It was fun... I thank the Lord for the Young sisters, especially for one of them.
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Judy, Carol and Bev doing a very nice pose for the photographer. Bev is holding Carol's hand, making sure that she can no longer "feel the love." Oh how these sisters must have acted out rooming together growing up... if only the walls on the west 5th house could talk.
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I decided that as a part of my upcoming world journey, I would try to document the age of all the churches that I visit from this Sunday forward. This may be one of the youngest churches that I visit in the next 5 months: St Ambrose Church, Deadwood, South Dakota. Amen. Oh Lord forgive me for all the slightly sarcastic remarks I make in this blog... I mean no harm, or at least not much. Amen again.