The teaching of goodness does not age

The edges of the path were adorned with ferns, holly, and other flora, with a canopy of imposing Douglas Firs towering overhead.

Our 10-minute walk into these memorable woods had brought us to a small outcrop where the trees opened to frame a panoramic view of the beautiful Nisqually Valley below. In the distance the valley stretched to the shores of Puget Sound near Tacoma, Washington.

Although hidden from our immediate view, not far to our right Mt Rainier rose majestically above the horizon. This was indeed the perfect spot to scatter Dad