Wait. What? Did you say boa? Let me turn down this bossa nova and pull these feathers out of my ears.
Grace and I bounced around a little, but there was never any question about “home.” When I was younger and people would say there was something special about Montana, I would argue that it’s the people who make a place special, and you can find good people anywhere. I was an idiot. Places, at least some of them, have souls, and some places will welcome you and hold you and care for you, even if you’re a total stranger to the people. To answer your question, I have never settled into the place I am now, and I never will. I want to go home.
I’m not the only one to feel that way about Montana. Here’s a quote from John Steinbeck:
“I’m in love with Montana. For other states I have admiration, respect, recognition, even some affection. But with Montana it is love. And it’s difficult to analyze love when you’re in it.”
(The boys didn’t get a biscuit. It was totally the kisses.)