In July of 2006 my father called me to say that they'd put a barrier up in front of the road that lead
to the local forest with a sign announcing that new houses were coming soon. We'd spent a lot of time
together there while I was growing up and he wondered if I'd like to walk through it one more time.
We spent a day there, walking the course of the three mile dirt road. A week later he called
to say they were bulldozing it.