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| Oh Cinnamon roll, How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. |
From there we drove back toward Omaha to go to Winter Quarters. It was a fun experience.
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| Onward! |
J.D. got a chance to feel what it was like to pull a Handcart.
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| Backward! |
Of course he didn't have to pull it very far since it was indoors and he didn't even have room to turn around so he needed to push it backwards into the corner.
Mic, Kat, and I got to sing "Come, Come Ye Saints" for the Sister Missionary giving us a tour.
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| What would we have packed in a covered wagon? |
We enjoyed the time reflecting on the sacrifices made by those who came across the plains to find a place to worship freely. The temple was beautiful, right on cemetery grounds and doubly holy.
From there it was a quick 5 hour drive to Independence Missouri, at least it seemed quick after the 20 hour drive of the previous 2 days.
We were able to meet up with my cousin Gilbert and his family, in Leavenworth, for an awesome dinner. It was delicious and really hit the spot after a long drive. FUN FACT: Leavenworth has at least 4 prisons including the Army Disciplinary Barracks.
After Dinner Gilbert and his family took us into Kansas City, Missouri for a quick tour of the town. The WWI Liberty Memorial there is impressive.
Kat and Justice took some pictures for scale.
Sadly, we were too late in the day to go into the museum, but that is a good reason to go back to Kansas City. I liked it there. The memorial was a good place to see the skyline of Kansas City. |
| My cousin Gilbert and most of his family. |
Another impressive place downtown right across from the museum was Union Station. You can see the building just behind my head in the picture above. There was so much inside. This picture is one of the fancy restaurants on the first floor. Most everything else was closed, but again, it is a good reason to visit again.
We went on to visit with Mic's Uncle Rick, Aunt Sue, and Cousin Matt, in another part of the city. By the time we left it was almost 10 pm and we still had to get to our campsite about an hour away near Independence.
It took us a while to figure out which part of Fleming Park in Blue Springs, Missouri our campground was located. When we finally found it, the arm on the campground was down and it looked like we may have to park the car outside the gate and pack our stuff to our reserved site. Thankfully, someone going on a late night bike ride took pity on us and gave us the code to get in. We pitched out tent as a whole family for the first time by the light of our headlights. And settled in for some much needed sleep after a long day.
