There's no way I'll bore everyone that reads this with one long blog, so for the sake of both of you, I'll divide it up.
First, the end of an era. Maybe it's not the end of an era, but it's the fading out of an era. I don't believe that I've worked my last week at Anasazi foundation. I don't think I've ended my time in the wilderness with young people. It is something that I believe in, and it makes my life better.
I came back to Utah to be around family and friends, all the while knowing that they have lives and jobs that they must attend to. I think it's the 2 inches of snow we've received since April 14 that's really getting me down. I wanted to go back to climbing right away. The snow will melt though, and my nephew will get to know me, and things will be good. I'm positive about it. I don't want to sound like I'm down either. I'm just a little put out that I'm not out doing things. If anyone knows me, they know that I'm a doer, and not a sitter. I have constant need for adventure and an appetite for destruction.I cut my hair, and trimmed my beard. I'm here, it's me. So listen up.
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is that delicate? 'member when we ran the trail to get there before sundown?
good times in a rich land.
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The boy will love you. He already loves when you fly him around. He's just in a really beasty stage. I think if Uncle Val were around he'd think you are getting a tiny taste of what you were like.
Glad you are back. Soon you will be doing much more than sitting. enjoy it while it lasts.
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