A Good Gathering of Cousins

I’ve been back from Montana for a week or two and it just occurred to me that I didn’t tell you about my recent journey north (except if you count my story about finding Baby Jackie). In short, the whole thing was uniformly exceptional – the road trip was excellent, our Miller family spontaneous cousins-only reunion was stellar, and I even encountered another unusual pizza while there. More about that pizza another time.

“Mom and Pammie are flying up to Kalispell from Denver on the 26th,” cousin Stephie emailed on Tuesday night. “Wouldn’t it be a kick if you came up too?”