“It was a snowy day at the Mountain Top ski lodge.”….. That’s how my story began. I was 8 or 9 years old when I penciled those opening words. My first story.
My First Story
Paper Burns
I live in the Sierra Nevada mountains of Northern California. The last few years of drought have brought us long fire seasons and a couple of close calls. This summer, I helped some friends that live just 10 miles from us to evacuate….
Questions arise-
What would you bring, what would you grab when it’s time to go? What do you leave for the fire?
This got me thinking of my travel journals. I dug them up, dusted them off, and realized that these are stories to be shared, not lost.
