I had no idea how much I enjoyed having Dean and Jenny around until we left Colorado Springs and left them behind. Beside the laughs, I can now feel myself getting older by the minute. Any time now I'm going to start playing the oldies radio station and wearing elastic waisted pants with sweater vests.
Bryce Canyon is ridiculously baroque. More on this later, as I took about 100 pictures at Bryce alone.
More Bryce ridiculousness.
Butler Indian Ruins. Just us and some old abandoned houses. In caves. If the housing crisis gets really bad, I know some places that aren't being used right now.
This guy already listens to classic rock. Imagine what he'll be listening to now, without Dean at least attempting to help him.
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