Come along for a walk, won’t you?
Open the door and slide on in, to begin our journey to another place in time.
Over the land of bales and golden grass, down the long-winding path beaten by the roaming cattle of the hills.
To the place where mule and whitetail deer find respite, where they hide to grow their ivory horns strong and proud.
So you know, the path is a bit bumpy…
… but it will be worth it.
Worth it to walk along side history, where fresh opportunities awaited longingly before new Americans.
Where families, young and old, danced along the water’s edge, now disappeared by time.
Where dad and mom taught children thanksgiving and hard work, appreciation for the bright future by reminding them of their past.
And now we step over stories, stories of lover’s and secrets that we will never know here on this ancient earth, because they have followed the lips that spoke them to no one…
…yes, the secrets linger still, in the air heavy and quiet while the water laughs softly.
Oh, to know the secrets, those whispers behind small sturdy built homes…
These things we may never know…
Now, the day is growing colder, and it’s time to go home.
Yes, it’s time for our desperate souls to go home and rest and enjoy.
Thank you for coming along with us…
…I hope we do this again soon.