When I was growing up my parents took us camping, a lot. It was the least expensive way to cart 4 kids on a cop’s salary, all over the country to see things they thought were important, or just for fun I suppose. I think if we counted it all up, we’ve been in just about 40 of the 50 states in this great country, and seen a lot of very neat things and places. Being the oldest I think I likely appreciated some of it more than my siblings, though even I got a little tired of sight seeing sometimes. I’m sure many can pride themselves on all the places they have traveled around the world, and honestly I think that is great. There are a few places I would like to see, like Germany and Scotland, but right here in our own country there are so many wonderful places to visit.
Sometime before I am too old to go traveling about the land, I would like to go back and see some of the places I saw as a child through my now adult eyes. This time to read, learn and really take in the history and science associated with many locations. The list is lengthy but here are just a few places I wish to return too:
Bardstown Kentucky and My Old Kentucky Home, The Stephen Foster Musical
Old Mans Cave and Mammoth Cave
Mt. Rushmore and the Badlands
I could go on and on but those are a few that stand out in my memory. I can do without the camping part, my idea of pitching a tent is Holiday Inn Express now. I have fond memories of growing up spending our summers in a pop up camper, making pies over an open fire, dad playing the guitar and singing….and who knows, maybe just one trip with the siblings back to one of those places just for kicks. But only one night gang, I don’t do creepy crawly stuff anymore.