In early 1978, my wife, our (then) only son and I moved to the Panhandle of Idaho, up against the Montana border. A couple (relatively poor) pictures.
The cabin being built. My wife's cousin was visiting and snapped this picture. And a couple of our oldest son and I. The black power rifle was in celebration of the 4th of July. A terribly wet year that was. And then one of Kris and I taking a break from gathering our 14 cords of wood. He was explaining something to me.
Take care, Mike
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