
And what would a trip out west be without a jaunt down memory lane. We spent many days on and in the river behind grandma and grandpa's house. That bridge looms large in so many of our memories. So much has changed since we lived in Maple Valley, but Dorre Don Way still looks and feels much the same. I hope Louis and Jude don't grow too much before we can play another game of baseball together. Thanks for a fun time! Looking forward to the next visit already.
