The two of us had dentist appointments yesterday. Rather than pay big money to the club dentists in town, we go to a family dental place in the little town of Westphalia. Their prices are so much more reasonable and it is as enjoyable as going to a dentist can be. Everyone knows everyone and if you don’t know the people when you walk in, you will know them before you walk out.
The little old lady next to me yakked my head off about the weather, the traffic over the weekend, and the trials of taking care of her 89 year old husband, Henry, who had skin cancer and dementia. Her name was Francis. He meekly sat next to her without saying a word, not that he could have if he had wanted to. I smiled and nodded a lot and told her I admired her patience and caring.With me a filling, and Jim a temporary crown and two fillings later, we headed back down the road towards Jeff.
Along the Missouri highways there are many markers designating “A Historic Marker”. When time allows we try to stop and see what is historic about the site where the arrow is pointing. We had often passed one such marker, but yesterday our curiosity got the better of us and we followed the way of the arrow.
We had to laugh when, after a few twists and turns, we were pointed to a gravel road dead ending at a grass and dirt mound leading into the woods.
The sign marks the spot where Lewis and Clark discovered the mouth of the Osage River.
their impressions of the Osage Tribal nation
I smiled knowing that women were recognized for
All in all this little side trip took about 15 minutes and was worth the stop. From there we ate soup at Country Kitchen – not because we were hungry for soup, but because neither of us could chew! It was yummy.