It is four years since our first date and we have grown together to the point where we are inseparable.  That is not to say we don’t have our own lives.  Marion has many interests and projects to which she devotes considerable time and attention.  She quilts, plays bridge and works with her PEO sisters. I have my own hobbies and pastimes such as golf, bridge and shooting with the Old Farts on Thursdays. Two years were spent getting to know each other and loving every moment of it.  We did a lot of traveling around the state.  We would go in and out of Yellowstone National Park, spend afternoons walking through
the arts and crafts shops in Ennis, lunch at Montana’s Rib and Chop House in Livingston and go downtown in the afternoon just to walk around together.  We took long rides wandering around the state looking for things that we hadn’t seen before. 

One afternoon when we were on our way Martinsdale, I decided to show Marion the “Old Woman’s Grave site”.  That proved to be an all-day event because I got lost, could not remember where it was and wandered around trail after trail looking for something that was familiar. We ended up in a national forest and every road seemed to get narrower.  We finally reached the end of the trail and I had to back up and turn around.  In those days we were driving the Isuzu rodeo, a stick shift with four-wheel drive and it was a blessing that afternoon.  On the way back we passed a group of four wheelers and I asked where the road to the Old Woman’s Grave site was. They gave me directions and we finally arrived at the gravesite.  The “Old Woman’s Grave” is a bit of Montana history that very few people seem to be aware of. There is a tomb stone located about 20 feet off a winding gravel road two thirds of the way from Radersberg toward Townsend. Thus begins the romantic tale of Charity Jane Dillon, a pioneer woman who left the East to look for her lover. He came west to seek his fortune and as soon as she could she travelled to Montana to find him. When she found him, he was married to another woman, the cad. Read about  her on the link above.

We left some coins on the tombstone and started for home.  By that time it was late in the day and we never did get to Martinsdale but we did stop at a café in Willsal, MT.  There were peanut shells on the floor and a couple old timers drinking beer at the bar.  We had a typical Montana hamburger with fries. By that I mean a large hamburger and a pile of fries. With Marion there is no need for tofu, bean curd or health food.


The above narration is typical of what we do today. We take day trips to
interesting places around the state. We have had picnics on Georgetown
Lake and walked through Anaconda. We went to Phillipsburg to see the
large collection of of Yogo Sapphires in the Sapphire Gallery.  We were
there on a Saturday but the jewelry the shop was closed.  The owners are
religious Jews and they close shop on Saturday.   Chico Hot Springs is
always a hoot, relaxing at the lodge.  In mid winter when  the thermometer
is in the low numbers, we delight in soaking in the hot water that bubbles up
from the springs. We have had many memorable visits to the old Pollard
Hotel in Red Lodge enjoying the scenery and the gourmet food.  We drove the rodeo out of red Lodge over the Bear Tooth Highway to Cooke City and into Yellowstone.  The Beartooth is considered one of the most scenic roads in the USA. The mountains are majestic and the views are awesome.  We frequently drive up to Glacier to spend a week in our time-share at Meadow Lake. It’s a beautiful property on a golf course. There is a spa, hiking and cycling paths, a grill room and all the amenities you could ask for.

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