Rock Springs, Wyoming has changed a lot. From a historic western town to an i-could-be-anywhere big-box, chain-store, strip-mall characterless place. Now they're trying to bring the historic downtown back and my daughter, M. & I are doing our part to help. Last night we had dinner at a brew pub that's staked a claim in an old building and is serving up delectable local beer. A perfect mix of the old and the new.
Our trunk is full of that liquid gold now.
I don't know that I'm ready to call those old memories of me & Mr. Ex golden, but there's something about there that's worth thinking about.