On our way north to visit family for Thanksgiving,
we took the long way-not driving on the I-I5 freeway.
Driving through my old home town of Milford, Utah
there are now giant windmills generating power north of town.
An interesting sight and use of this otherwise barren desert area.
It took an extra hour of driving time, but was worth it
to recall past events and places I lived as a young girl in the 1940s.
We drove past my grandparents home, and the airport where my dad
had his airplane before his crash in 1945. Many memories are there.