Memories of a trailer trip across the United States in 1953; before our interstate highway system, before seatbelts, before air conditioning, before tires without tubes, before credit cards …and much more.

Lots of fun, lots of crises, and a few disasters. Coming to this page soon.

As Dolly rambles through the open field that she left so many years ago her memories take over; plowing the fields after her parents died; watching the cows frolic with joy when they were put out to pasture after the long winter in the barn; finding her “thinking tree” at the end of the field where she took refuge when life overwhelmed her, resting her cheek on the rough bark for solace.

Nellie was so curious she followed Dolly every step of her walk around the field. It was 35 years since Dolly had left Black Rock in tears and grief.

If a picture is worth a thousand words will my readers find the story in this photo?