I was born and raised in Montana, at a wide spot in the road known as Bozeman Hot Springs. It’s quite a busy little commercial area now, but in the sixties it was just us, a handful of neighbors, and some gophers, with cows across the highway and lumber trucks hauling rack after rack of lodgepole pine to the sawmill in Belgrade.
I moved east to go to graduate school, got a job in the computer industry, and eventually moved to Marlborough, Massachusetts — just down the road from where one of my ancestors probably lived before he moved to Bozeman. Strange how life moves in circles.
Bonnie
I’ve been kicking around the idea of writing about our family. Im wondering if you have any info on our origins to share with me..
You can email me privately if you choose at j.stork@comcast.net
Sincerely
Jenny
Hi Jenny, it’s been a hectic month. Sorry I didn’t get back to you. I’ve been thinking of setting up a family blog or website where we could all share what information we have. I have a bunch of stuff I’d like to get out of my head and into words where the younger generation could share it. Like all the stories I heard growing up, that might or might not be true.
It’s nice to see your face again… You look exactly as I remember you, your smile, warm and lovely…! I’m talking about the picture that accompanied your post in FB that pointed me here…
New earrings, though!