Valentine Goose

I once had a mission.  I wanted to raid the Ranch in La Junta, Colorado, and get back something I had left there long ago.  But I fell asleep and ran out of time.  So, I went to Denver instead to check on the token and see how things were.  From there I had planned on going to Goose Creek, on of my favorite places in the world, then on the way back to Iowa visit Valentine, Nebraska, where a bunch of my ancestors ended up.  That gave rise to Valentine Goose, because I'm so original.  Well, my car broke down and I had fix it in an abandoned parking lot on a Sunday, with only one auto parts store open and a few tools that I kept in my hat.  But Valentine was one of the best stops I ever made, met a cousin that looked exactly like me (poor bastard), but he was dead at the time so we didn't talk much.  I only got slightly drunk on a bottle of whiskey I found in a cemetery.  Adventures are where you find them.  Keep looking, keep adventuring, and keep living.