The Stein Memorial

This week I have combined a number of dreams, a road trip, a reunion with old friends, a study leave, a Bible Conference, and a get together with a bunch of friends who played golf with Don Stein who passed away almost three years ago.  Don was a caregiver for his MS inflicted wife until she died, and then began to get out and golf again and found wonderful friends who added so much to his life that he never stopped sharing how much this late life bonding meant to him. He was a kidder and a talker whose sudden passing left a hole in our group.

Tomorrow a dozen or so will come to Okaboji View to play and laugh. Then I must head home while they play a second day at another course.  I have been able to enjoy so many things this week, including a concert this evening by writer/singer Sarah Groves, but it is time to get back to my dear wife and my life in Sun Lakes and move into a fall and winter schedule.

Driving through the Iowa hiways I was impressed by the absense of litter on the road and figured these good farming folks have such reverence for land that they do not mistreat it, for the breadbasket of this great country is alive and well.