Column: Oh no, you cannot be closed

Earlier this month, I made the seven-hour trip to my hometown in Wyoming.

While often the trip was filled with many activities, this time had a much more relaxed feel, and I did not leave my mom’s house often. It was a great time visiting with my mom and not trying to catch up with all of the friends I don’t see often. My mom’s dog, Bella, might have been a bit too aggressive, pestering me as I sat in the recliner, but I enjoyed my visit with her too.

One of the best parts of my visits is eating at some of the establishments I grew up with and holding a special place in my heart.

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