Leaving Colorado today and going home, the home where Mark was born. We used to come here at Christmas when we were first married. As we had more children, plane fare was too expensive and having a newish car, to make the road trip, was rarely reality. As we drive into town I try to see it the way I had once before. Mark is animated and talking about people who lived on that corner, or that house, and I see how he is processing his past, reconciling it to who is is today. All the family has moved away, some to Dallas, Houston, and Oregon.
For me the best part of Dumas was swimming at the hotel at the end of the day.
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