Growing up we had a dog Reuben – he was a mut but he was an awesome dog. My brothers just loved him to pieces as did my grandpa. Every morning at the cabin they would go for a walk down the long drive. It was their “thing”.
I posted these pics on Facebook after a recent Niobrara trip and my middle brother Erik quickly commented about how that was “Grandpa and Reuben’s walk”. Made me a lil misty eyed with memories of my amazing Grandpa VanEvery. Photos can certainly evoke emotions – thanks Erik for the reminder and the walk down memory lane.