The end of our "Going Home Trip"

The last night out of our trip we spent with these two great people.  We got to Del & Judy's in time for spaghetti casserole lunch which began a LOT of conversation with very good friends.  After lunch we took a long drive - went out to the lake home they built and sold before moving into Crookston, then we had a dinner at a little country restaurant and took a driving tour of Crookston.  Del showed us the sugarbeet museum where he spends a lot of his time.  They were going to be having a sugarbeet festival in a couple weeks so they were busy getting their museum ready.  I would love to go some year - sounds like a fun thing to do.  Back to their home for lots of good conversation, coffee and ice cream and finally off to bed.  Judy cooked us oatmeal for breakfast and we left - Judy was off to her volunteer job at the hospital and who knows where Del was going.  It was a wonderful visit and yet we could have visited another day, at least.  Thank you to Del & Judy for being such great hosts!!!!

After leaving Crookston, we went to Waupaton, ND/Breckenridge, MN - two towns across the river from each other.  Had lunch with nephew Ben at his college and then spent a half hour driving through the campus and area.  I didn't take my camera in to the restaurant so missed getting Ben's picture.  His hair has gotten a bit longer and soooooooooo cute - it's curly like his dad's was before it all fell out.

 

Back on the road down Highway 75 in Minnesota - did lots of stopping to see interesting little areas, such as this old gas station and this old country school.  Amazing what tickles our fancy.  I know you girls wouldn't appreciate all of these things but dad and I remember them well.  I went to a school very similar to this one for the first 5 1/2 years of my schooling.  In fact, I was so smart and the country school was so good that I did not go to Kindergarten - started right off in first grade when I was just five years old.

 Since Highway 75 goes right through Pipestone, our last stop of the trip was to see this handsome young football player.  He even gave his Gramma a big hug - actually a big sweaty hug.  It was another amazing trip home with my very favorite man!!!

 Hate to end on a sad note today, but I must.  Mr. Tiger is gone.  He just kinda melted away in the wind and rain and snow of the last couple of years.  My tree is so lonely without him sitting up there.  I may have to find a new friend.  Sam, I put Mr. Tiger up in the tree for you a couple of years ago and he has protected Grampa and Gramma well. 

That's it for today, folks.  See you next week.
Love to you all,
Gramma and MOM