Wisdom and Grace: Raised in the Saddle – Part 4

To my dearest and beloved grandchildren,

I know in my last letter to you I said that that one would be my last about growing up riding horses. But the other night Grandpa and I were sitting outside enjoying a cool evening after a very hot summer's day. As you know, from where we live just off the Amos Trail, we have a wonderful view of the Bear Paw Mountains. They are probably 35 miles away.

Grandpa (from Wyoming and Nebraska) asked "Now, what do they call that tall mountain in the middle?" Having lived here for 26 years, I'm sure he knew the answer to his question. He was searching for my res...