When Denny and I were doing our doctoral work at CU in Boulder, we discovered that independently, we’d each spent months at a time in our lives just driving across this country, exploring. This was taken on one of those long runs to the Northwest, where I kind of meandered around Wyoming and Montana for a while. Long, empty roads. For long times. Alone. But that’s not why I’ve posted this. Nor is the white (state-sponsored memorial?) cross, which is why I originally took the image.