Days 6 and 7 of our road trip took us out of one old home town, to another, and gave us the opportunity to spend some time with my family.

On the way out of town, we stopped by my old house briefly.

Good old Girard, Kansas…

On the way to Wichita, we passed the ruins of an old church in Greenbush.

I had forgotten how many trains crisscross the mid-west.

No frowning here!

In Wichita, we were able to get together with some of my family. Aaron is my cousin, pictured here with his wife Becky, and…

Another cousin, Shawna, and my Aunt Sydney and Uncle Mike. It was so good to catch up with them and remember fun family times. Thanks for a wonderful meal and a great evening everyone!

Just south of Wichita is the little town where my dad was raised and where my family lived until I was 5 years old. We took a little time in the morning to go see the old farm where my grandparents lived.

My sister and I used to give concerts on the tornado shelter, so I gave a little concert for Matt.

And we used to ride the silver horse, so I took the horse out for a little trot!

This picture is for my Dad – Bluff Creek. =)

My dad’s Uncle John and Aunt Donna still live in the area, so we stopped by to visit them for a little bit. We were so encouraged by their testimony and their very evident walk with the Lord and love for him. Thanks John and Donna blessing us with your encouragement and example!

And last but not least, the final picture in the series of former homes – my home until we moved to Girard at age 5.

Western Kansas and Eastern Colorado coming up next!