After a few very busy days at home, I left Denver with cloudy, overcast skies preventing me the beautiful mountain vista flying into Bozeman, Montana.  The State Regent, Jane Lee Hamman planned a wonderful conference and it was especially meaningful to see and visit long standing friends.  Bozeman has many

Departing Salt Lake City early Saturday morning, I anticipated seeing friends in Colorado for the official visit to my home state.  Friendship is certainly the reason most of us continue to be active and involved in the work of the DAR.  We need to continue to establish those connections with

Departing Philadelphia following the Museum of the American Revolution opening, my arrival in Salt Lake City was late in the evening.  After a night’s rest I enjoyed touring the renovated Family History Research Library and exploring the first floor Discovery Center.  I have many memories of scrolling through microfilm for

Following a week of Executive Committee meetings in Washington, DC, I departed Reagan Airport and had a brief stop in Denver before flying south to Albuquerque, NM for a wonderful visit with the New Mexico Daughters.  Many members are not aware that New Mexico was the residence of patriot ancestors

Departing Washington, DC before the sun was up Friday morning, I traveled through Minneapolis/St. Paul on my way to Rapid City, South Dakota.  I have a new respect for the trials of Native Americans after listening to an amazing woman, Marcella LaBeau, describe how she and her ancestors overcame and

I left for Nebraska in a cold spring rain, but arrived in Nebraska to a warm welcome from the Daughters in America’s heartland.  The weather remained overcast and rainy, but the hospitality truly made the climate inconsequential.  A teddy bear with her own sash and arrow pin, from Honorary State

The familiar face of the Nevada State Regent, Lynn Kinsell, made me feel welcome amid the flashing neon lights of the Las Vegas airport as crowds hurried to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day in this amazing city.  Driving to the Northern edge of the metro area we saw how Las Vegas

Arriving in California in March, I was reminded how beautiful the state can be.  Because of recent rains the hills were green, the sky was blue and temperatures were moderate.  It was easy to understand why so many of our ancestors crossed the plains and mountains to reach the Pacific. 

Arriving in Honolulu late on a Tuesday evening, it was reassuring to be greeted by Pauline Wagnon with a lei for both Bill and me.  She escorted us to the Hale Koa hotel, a beautiful place on Waikiki beach set aside for military families, both active duty and retirees.  Seeing

I left Denver early on the second of March for visits to Alaska, Vancouver and Hawaii.  The view out my window as we made our approach into the Juneau airport made me appreciate the skill of Alaska Airline pilots.  Steep mountains appeared on both sides of the airplane and the