We survived massive delays, tornadoes, and a bleeried-eyed 3 am drive through the backroads of Missouri without streetlights (more roadkill on that trip than I've seen in the past decade put together) to make it to Nicole's Dad's wedding, but make it we did (did I mention the torrential downpours?) They got married in Gallatin, Missouri (notable for
trying to prevent the Mormons from democracy). There was one motel in the town, but no cell phone reception, except for my Brother-in-law's iPhone, a fact he attributed to his being the oldest and, therefore, the "Alpha Male." The church building had the largest LDS chapel we've ever seen, a stark contrast to the tinniness of the town. (For context, the reception was held in a biker bar, becuase it was the nicest-only- resturant in town.*)
Convienent to Gallatin is
Adam-ondi-Ahman so we took a look. Photography credits go to my niece, Sienna. Not too shabby for a four-year-old.

From there we drove through Missouri, snipped the tip of Iowa, and took a left in Illinios to bring us to Nauvoo. Our clothes miraculously transformed to pioneer era garb, of course:

I took a picture of a monument near what President Hinckley renamed "The Trail of Hope." It used to be "The Trail of Tears"** This reads "The names of those who died before their journey's end." My great-great-great-great-great-grandfather's name is listed.

I attended the Nauvoo Temple (re)dedication while I was serving my mission in Ireland. It was nice to see it in person, especially as my phone was able to capture a visual metaphor of the light from the heavens shining upon it.

Overall it was a meaningful trip. I had just finished
"Rough Stone Rolling" so that added some poingant historical context. I was able to use the Land and Records Office to find the homesteads of 5 families of my ancestors. And spending time with family was really fun too. Especially cause I'm the cool Uncle who teaches the kids to swim AND go underwater (we got up to about 2.4 seconds with the older kids...)
* Context: It had motorcylce handle bars as the handles for the doors, the women's room was labeled "Babes," and they had photos of the same in leather on motorcycles above the bar.
** Well he did work in Advertising...
That car seat looks particularly vintage.
ReplyDeleteYep, the Graco SwaddleRidder WagonSeat® Honeysuckle color. Don't leave Winter Quarters without it!
ReplyDeleteHi, you don't know me, my name is Janet Henderson. My husband and I are currently finishing up the approval process with LDS Family Services and tonight I was finally posting our "contact photo" and "birth parent" letter and just hoping for the best and I decided to take a break and look at other profiles and I saw yours and that you had a blog (I'm a big blogger myself) and I wanted to take a deeper look at you guys. Your birth parent letter was SO awesome!! It says so much of what I have been feeling trying to write ours. Our Bishop was just saying to us "can you imagine if everyone that wanted to have a baby had to go through the adoption process? There might only be like 6 children in the world" - I was like "thanks, rub it in" j/k. Anyway, I hope I'm not overstepping or out of line but I just wanted to tell you thanks. Reading your profile helped me to know that we aren't alone. What you said in your letter about not knowing how to write it... it's like you read my mind.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, if you want to verify that I'm not some crazy person (or confirm it maybe :)), our blog is pjhendy.blogspot.com
Janet Henderson
Also... The Cliffs of Insanity? That is some sweet traveling you two do!