The timing was fortuitous. Thinking that Sunday evening would be very quiet I called Don and Carol to see if they'd like to go to dinner. Don said, "We're on our way to the lake. Why don't you join us there?" So, naturally I did. Their lake place is on Lake Poinsett, once South Dakota's largest natural lake. That place has now been taken by Lake Thompson since the wet years have filled it. Neither are nearly as large as the lakes behind dams on the Missouri River.
There were eight in our party and we enjoyed a 4:00-5:00 p.m. pontoon ride. The shore was deserted, apparently almost every one had left for home. Dinner was at the ABR Resort, which was a new venue for me and only a short distance from their lake home.
Don's great-grandfather and my grandfather were friends in seminary. Don's father and my father were friends. Our farms were only 4 miles apart. When we were adolescents we car pooled to Sioux Falls, an hour plus away, to an orthodontist. Appointments were three weeks apart and for two years our parents alternated making the drive. Don was two years behind me in high school but we graduated from college together. Yes, we share deep roots!
Takk for alt,
Al
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