Carthage

Last night was one for the record books. Eric and I met up with Wane Westerberg. When I first heard that name, it sounded vaguely familiar but I couldn't place it. If you have ever read the book or watched the movie Into the Wild, Wane is the guy that Christopher McCandless hangs out with in South Dakota. Eric met him a couple months back, and we decided to hang out last night. Wane is a great guy who really enjoys a white russian and a good story. He showed us around town and we met some genuinely kind down-to-earth people. I am not sure if it was the cottonwood floating down making me feel like I was in a snow globe or the shoulder rub from a farmer, or eating the best steak of my life or meeting real carnies for the first time or just being with someone in a small town who everyone knows their name, but the night was and odd type of magical. As I am lying here in bed, I am trying to find the words to describe it but I can't.