Several years ago my folks went on a roadtrip. There ending destination was to be Mt. Rushmore with stops on the way visiting friends. Well, they got as far as West Yellowstone when my Dad started having problems with the altitude. He had to be airlifted to Idaho Falls. This meant my Mom had to drive the 120 miles or so from West Yellowstone to Idaho Falls at night. She made it fine, but it scared Debbie and me.
When I told Dad that Reg and I were going to Mt. Rushmore this fall, he laughed and said "good luck."
We're here Dad and you would have loved it! I miss you both so much!!
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