Tell us about the farthest you’ve ever traveled from home.
Is it odd that the farthest I’ve ever been from home was when I went home??? Let me explain. I was born and raised in Ohio and there is a special chunk of my heart that stays there. One happy October my aunt K.C. called to ask if I wanted to come home (see?! Even she calls it home) for my mammal and pappaw’s 50th wedding anniversary. She had apparently been bumped from a flight on a business trip and received a voucher that just covered the cost of her bringing her favorite niece home for a visit 🙂
There were three main things I had to do in Ohio. White Castle, Wright Patterson Airforce Base (I was born there) and The Horse Shoe (Ohio State Football stadium). I got to do all three and see family that I hadn’t seen in fifteen years. After all was said and done I said goodbye, shed a tear, hit a goose with a plane (well the pilot did that part) and headed home. I will always love Ohio and I will always miss my family, but Utah is home.