Such a nice day to drive north just past Willow. It was a drive of reflection as the road once travelled is rarely taken now. I past Faye Harter’s place and remembered visiting her as she lived in a conex. Truly a pioneer woman and dear friend. I offered the eulogy at her funeral. I passed the road to Ladasa and the church. For eighteen years we drove this route twice a week for church and activities. So strange, to have it all changed now. I looked out for the fire damage from last year’s devastating Willow fire. Some of the charred trees are now budding brush. I passed the road the missionaries lived on and remembered the food drop offs and the good times. I headed further north until the speed limit sign changed it from 55 mph to 65 mph and then I veered into the pull-off on the opposite side of the road. It was there I met up with Mike who drove south from Talkeetna to grab his forgotten phone. The drive had a duo purpose.
Tara Truly 