I had planned to write a story about the wheat farms and farmers of Montana
on the Plains where the Dinosaurs roamed
but after I arrived in Chester, a small town of less than 800, isolated on the Western Edge of the Great Plains, I learned that the church which is hosting us is preparing for a funeral tomorrow, that of their beloved MD of more than 50 years. As I brought my things into the church I saw on the walls a testimony to a true life of Virtue.
No other story needs to be told today…
Just read this and look at the pictures…
God Bless this Virtuous Man…surely he is in Heaven at this time.