This morning I visited a truck stop restroom near Bozeman, Montana, and came back to the car raving to my husband Bob about how wonderful it was. “It was amazing!” I told him. “A flush toilet, hot running water, a soap dispenser, a paper towel to dry my hands, and a mirror!” There’s nothing like two weeks of staying in U.S. Forest Service campgrounds in the mountains to make one appreciate civilization. It likely won’t surprise you to hear that... Read more