Summer 2011 afternoons and evenings often have this view for me. To the front, a big, black helmet nine inches from my nose and to the left and the right, rolling hills of elm, maple, oak, and cottonwood trees separated by fields of corn, alfalfa, and soybeans. Add a mountain or two and there would be no better place on earth. Alas...
Meet my dad, Leroy. Here he is along the Mississippi in Lake City, MN, sporting his leather vest decorated with HOG and ARMY patches from years past. He's quite the character, as anyone who's ever met him knows.
One of my favorite views of the summer afternoons...
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