We stopped overnight on Wednesday in Bismarck. My grandmother lived there as a child, so I was especially curious about the area. We found the house where we think she lived. The old part of town has been maintained some, and the new part is like most other Midwestern cities of a certain size; there is a Wal-Mart, there are schools, there are large hospital complexes. Something about Bismarck caught me, though; perhaps the stories I heard as a child made it especially meaningful, and then the evening we were there we witnessed a truly beautiful sunset.
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