My family lived in Whitefish, Montana back in the early 1980s. It was only for 4 years, but it’s had a strong hold on our hearts ever since. We would return almost every summer to visit my grandparents and renew our love of that little town. We returned for just one day, but it was enough time to visit all of our old houses and favorite places. I’m sure the guy out doing yard work in front “the red house” was curious about the three cars that drove slowly past his house several times.
After lunch, we split up temporarily so the kids could go to the beach, and my mom, brothers, and I could walk down Central Avenue and visit a few favorite old stores. These are buildings from my childhood. We didn’t attend the Presbyterian church, but I always thought it was so beautiful.
And this is where I used to buy all my barbies (well, bug my parents until they bought them for me).
I always loved this Bulldog Saloon sign when I was a kid. I mean, it’s a bulldog that boxes!
But we didn’t want to spend too much time in town because our favorite place was waiting – City Beach.
When planning the trip, we weren’t sure if we’d be able to enjoy City Beach because we were going in early June. Usually the lake doesn’t warm up enough for swimming until July or August. But we lucked out with perfect weather. The water, I’m told, was still cold, but the sand was nice and hot.
It was hard to leave the beach, in fact we stayed a little too long, but we were excited to finally meet up with my grandpa and grandma for dinner. It was quite the feast, too!
Grandma even made special cupcakes to celebrate Matt’s birthday (and Penny helped blow out the candles).
We let the kids eat the cupcakes because we all wanted some of grandma’s homemade rhubarb pie.
And we took advantage of the opportunity of us all being together (something that has never happened before) to take a photo.
Montana means love, warmth (even in the freezing winter), and family to me. It’s one of my favorite places.