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I hope they never forget

Barb and I made a quick trip to Livingston yesterday for a special occasion – the adoption of our 10th-grandchild.

We left Malta at dawn, drove south to Billings, and turned west on I-90, following the Yellowstone River 125 miles to Livingston.

Traffic was heavy on the interstate like it is every summer. I suspect few of the travelers, however, knew anything was wrong. They were simply enjoying the view along this very scenic stretch of highway.

But there was something wrong. I would have known it even if I hadn’t heard the news. No one was on the river. There wasn’t a drift boat or r...

 

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