This is for Drew and Brenda, who are heading west the day after tomorrow. “We’ll be living a hard day’s drive from Denver,” said Drew. And knowing my brother, he’ll make that drive. Often.
I don’t know if my parents planned it this way, but when you pack four kids in a station wagon and drive them across the country a few times at young and impressionable ages, at least a couple of them will end up with incurable wanderlust. In my family, Drew has it the worst. That he will soon be living in a city known as the “Gateway to the West” is very appropriate. I have a feeling that he will be using that gateway often. And who can blame him?