This summer I attended my 40-year class reunion in beautiful Kalispell, Montana. My first thoughts were that it would be more of a hassle than it is worth, but my parents acted like it would break their hearts if I didn’t attend, so I did. Basically we spent two very full days of driving, for one full day in town—and there were relatives who needed to be visited as well, plus a less than 6 month old puppy to take with us. After diligently driving all day we arrived just in time to attend the first function. It was filled (0 comments)