My dad called this morning to tell me about a family history breakthrough. He had found a family home still standing in Nevada City, California.
When I suggested we go see it right away, he paused for a moment, perhaps thinking I am crazy.
I reminded him that my crazyness comes from him and now we are on the road.
We have been admiring the salt. We saw the old Salt Air, a salt train and a huge pile of salt. I feel all puckered just looking at it all.
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