We find ourselves in Torrey, Utah. Once again, we set out to climb the mountains, this time via ‘Chimney Rock Trail’. It is only 3.5 miles but the first part is very steep. In fact, it is so steep that Jen has to carry me part of the way. Nevertheless, it is beautiful. In the afternoon, we head out for ‘Cohab Trail’ and up to the ‘overlook’ of Fruita, a place where the early Mormons settled. We have only respect for the Mormons—they are a hard working, decent people. That does not mean we understand them.
So, here we sit and think and we ponder. It seems like we are doing a lot of thinking these days. It’s not that we are intellectuals nor do we understand intellectuals, either.
Capitol Reef is a desert area but we are overlooking lush Fruita, watered by the Fremont River. We quickly decide this is no Mississippi but we may be wrong. As we said, we are not intellectuals.
We wonder about the 3M’s. No! We are not thinking business. We are contemplating the Married Male Mormon—the ones that take for themselves many wives. We don’t understand why a man would wish to have 8 or 10 or more wives—girlfriends, yes. That we understand very well. In fact, I seem to understand this much better than Jen. Then we think a little more. What goes on in the mind of a 3M? We are not so naïve to wonder about other parts of his body but what are they thinking.
When you travel from place to place, a person finds himself in different hotels and motels and, if you are tough, campgrounds. Each night it’s a different bed… I‘m beginning to feel like a 3M.
We leave Utah soon after visiting three times in the last 8 months. Jen has given me the ‘eye’. I don’t think she likes me pondering too much about the Mormon males…Good Shabbos and weekend to you all.
So, here we sit and think and we ponder. It seems like we are doing a lot of thinking these days. It’s not that we are intellectuals nor do we understand intellectuals, either.
Capitol Reef is a desert area but we are overlooking lush Fruita, watered by the Fremont River. We quickly decide this is no Mississippi but we may be wrong. As we said, we are not intellectuals.
We wonder about the 3M’s. No! We are not thinking business. We are contemplating the Married Male Mormon—the ones that take for themselves many wives. We don’t understand why a man would wish to have 8 or 10 or more wives—girlfriends, yes. That we understand very well. In fact, I seem to understand this much better than Jen. Then we think a little more. What goes on in the mind of a 3M? We are not so naïve to wonder about other parts of his body but what are they thinking.
When you travel from place to place, a person finds himself in different hotels and motels and, if you are tough, campgrounds. Each night it’s a different bed… I‘m beginning to feel like a 3M.
We leave Utah soon after visiting three times in the last 8 months. Jen has given me the ‘eye’. I don’t think she likes me pondering too much about the Mormon males…Good Shabbos and weekend to you all.
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