Narvik. I'll be back.
Quite a hike up that mountain, but not so bad going back down.
|A vagabond, waiting for the next train.|
|The general scene. It was a scene, man.|
|This has kind of an artsy look that I like|
|It was a dark and rainy night....|
|Prayers were led by Harold Eugene Johnson, in the white shirt seated in the middle. I am told that he was a POW for years during Vietnam, now a Minister. He was lost in a F105F on April 30, 1967 after flying 93 missions for the 357th TFS, then incarcerated until the general prisoner release in March 1973. Born in Blakesburg.|
|The Presbyterian Church has been there for about 150 years.|
|The corn in Iowa is about twice as high as in Colorado|
|There's a butterfly wandering around, thus the three shots. See if you can spot him.|
|The flags were at half-mast that day for some reason|
|Hard to see, but that's an old windmill support out in the field. That whole area used to be cleared and farmed back in the day, but no longer.|
|These are pictures of Wellman School, an old one-room Iowa schoolhouse. Gerald White, busy holding up that light pole, attended it in the mid-1930s.|
|These shots are of the Copperhead School four miles further down the road|
|Some of the scenes look like they came out of a Van Gogh painting|
|This is Wilma Arnold and her car. Wilma will be 100 in October, the car will be 35.|