When I was a kid growing up in Minneapolis, we spent a lot of our time outdoors at Minnehaha Falls and playing along the Mississippi River. Unlike some people, I find Mississippi easy to spell. In fact, we learned how to spell Mississippi in grade school as a jingle: mis - sis - si - ppi. I still can't spell Connecticut or Cincinnati because there are no jingles, but fortunately I don't have to spell either of those words very often. Many cities, though, were formed along river banks. It's where our Native Americans settled, to be near a water source.
Now that I live close to the Sacramento River in Land Park, Sacramento, I find myself intimately familiar with wild skunks. We don't do much with the river except go bike riding along the levee or glance at the water as we drive over Business 80. I've never been on the Sacramento River in a boat, although I have gone boating down the Mississippi.
I've been thinking about this as I studied a photo I shot for my blog last week of the Sacramento River and compared it to a photograph my sister forwarded yesterday of the Mighty Mississippi River with my brother on its banks. You can read more about that and how my brother is faring in my personal blog today at this link: My Brother John in Minnesota.
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