“In the Bleak Midwinter,” a Christmas carol, tumbled into my thoughts as we drove from Rapid City, South Dakota, to Valentine, Nebraska. It was the third week of December and the world was dark. The sky was black, no moon,…
“In the Bleak Midwinter,” a Christmas carol, tumbled into my thoughts as we drove from Rapid City, South Dakota, to Valentine, Nebraska. It was the third week of December and the world was dark. The sky was black, no moon,…