We’ll Marry Our Fortunes Together

A few weeks ago we went to Alaska. The trip completed a family goal to visit all fifty states. We started the goal when we lived in New York, spent our summers in Vermont, and traveled often to Utah to visit family. For Tara and I, it has been a matter of a handful of years. But looking at the pictures, it’s clear that for River and Rain it has been their life. They have camped in every part of the country. Stayed in nice hotels and dive motels. There are seemingly hundreds of stories about weather, people, interesting food, long conversations, audiobooks, etc. Thousands and thousands of miles. We often joke that Tara and I fought more than River and Rain, but the joke is true. They have been so easy.

We have had the conversation about which area of the country we liked best many times. Every time each of us picks a different place. It’s all sort of astounding and beautiful.

Here are a few of the many photos.

The John Tanner mansion house in Bolton Landing, New York. Built in the 1820s, now demolished. John Tanner is River and Rain’s fifth great grandfather.
Liberty Jail, Missouri.
Montana. A family favorite.
Monument Valley
The Shenandoah
We were all received in Graceland. We are a family dedicated to Rock and Roll.
Okefenokee Swamp, Georgia
Mt. Rushmore
A visit to their old playground in Inwood, Manhattan. We had just come from counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike.
Cape Cod


“Let us be lovers, we’ll marry our fortunes together
I’ve got some real estate here in my bag”
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner’s pies
And walked off to look for America

“Kathy,” I said, as we boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
“Michigan seems like a dream to me now
It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw
I’ve come to look for America”

Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said, “Be careful, his bow tie is really a camera”

“Toss me a cigarette, I think there’s one in my raincoat”
“We smoked the last one an hour ago”
So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field

“Kathy, I’m lost,” I said, thought I knew she was sleeping.
“I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why”
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They’ve all come to look for America
All come to look for America
All come to look for America

–Paul Simon


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