My Special
Rock
When
I was about eight years old, our family took a trip from our home in Des
Moines, Iowa to the Wisconsin Dells. The time was about mid-1930s.
As
I remember it there were tourist cabins and a boat trip on the river to see the
rock formations. Quite a huge difference from what it is now as I write this in
2017.
At
sometime on this trip I found this wonderful red rock. It has been on my desk
ever since. Today it is marking the date on my daily event calendar.
The
rock has never changed. It is exactly how it was the first day I picked it up.
Think how the Dells have changed. Think how I have changed. Think how the world
has changed!
