After the skies cleared we be began to walk to Morrow. The little town hasn't changed much since we passed there in the summer of 2007.
We have though. We walk a little slower.
There is a bar at the edge of town where we were fed before we walked up the hills overlooking Morrow all those years ago.
It burned down last week.
The small apartments over the hill where a woman took me in for a cold drink had been demolished earlier this year. She had a fascination for Cathy Bates and the movie "Misery".
The three plywood bears in someone's yard were now only two. The Momma bear was gone, leaving only the little cubs.
It's funny the things I remember.
I will write more of Morrow another day.