We found an open door in the church of my young years and I was delighted to find so little had changed in the structure even though it now houses a different denomination. I could clearly see in my minds eye my Dad sitting in a front row with the other Elders in the church.
We saw the house I grew up in, many of the places I played and the river where I would wade and get leeches on my legs. Ugh. We spent quite a while at the cemetery and found my grandparents graves as well as those of most of my Uncles and Aunts.
And once again, we saw cousins. Some of them, like Erwin and Alma, I hadn't seen in years. But again, conversation was never an issue. Clearly my talking ability was genetically transfered to me through the Kempema clan!
Rock Valley is a very prosperous little town with housing starts all over the surrounding area. It is good to see economic growth.
We met with several cousins and their spouses for pizza tonight. It has been a busy, full day! Tomorrow we head into South Dakota and look back at the college years.
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