We decided to go north to visit family that lived north of Missouri in the middle of the week. We stopped in outside Princeton to visit the Dorland patriarch Maurice who will be 90 this year and found him well considering his age. Then we went on to family right outside Osceola-the threatening clouds were getting gray and the wind was beginning to howl. By the time we sat down to a delicious supper with Marilyn, Merrill and their families there were some tornado warnings on the radio and the rain was pounding on the Iowa clay. After a fitful night of listening to the storm and many coal trains passing by from Wyoming bound for eastern cities, we loaded up and curved south to visit more family and pull through Brimson, a town where Dennis had lived for several years before leaving home to go off to college.
While we were in Iowa we got to see and hold the new crop of kittens that had been born about two weeks earlier. They immediately fell asleep on the folds of Faith's shirt. There was a lot of hinting about Faith taking kittens back but we resisted. Especially considering the fact we may be moving some time soon. Our love to all the family, Dennis and Faith
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