Honey...I'm home! Funny concept, home. Most people have a hometown, or at the very least a place they associate with growing up. Being an Air Force brat, I never had that. Home truly was wherever I hung my hat. Honolulu was home three different times. Dayton was home. Vancouver, WA was home for what I … Continue reading 1,250 Miles in the Slow Lane – Pt. 3: Rapid City, SD