Black Hills of South Dakota; 1 July 2010 --
After a "continental" breakfast in the H&H restaurant, courtesy of the RodeWay Inn, we headed North on SD-73 to Philip, the old High School stomping grounds of the Grand Mother and Grumpy. We never attended Philip High at the same time; Grumpy attended there his Senior year only, and Mother came there as a Junior the following year.
Highway 73 was receiving a fresh "chip coat" (fresh tar and then a thin layer of gravel chips on the soft tar) and we arrived just in time to drive on the surface that had not yet had the chips applied. So we had to hold our speed to "not more than 40 mph" the entire 15 or so miles to keep from splashing too much of the soft tar onto our car finish. A random look after we arrived in Philip indicated that we had succeeded!
We visited an old school friend of Mother's, enjoying a few cups of coffee and cinnamon rolls together. Then we drove around this 800+ town to see what had changed and what had remained the same.
Then we drove past the Catholic Church, situated at the bottom of the 69 steps that both Mother and I ascended to the old High School building on the hill. The road that used to climb that hill meandering away from the steps as it made its way up to ease the steepness, was no longer in use -- but its mark in the soil remained.
From that corner below the school, we could see the tips of the pine trees my mother had planted after she had the "earth house" built.
Some of the Ponderosa that my Dad planted are now over 30 feet tall and have completely obstructed a view of the house from the streets of the city below, as this photo that was taken from the street near the Court House shows. A sharp-eyed observer may detect the chimney peering out from between two Ponderosa pine trees at the upper left of center.

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