by Kate Helgeson, College English 11, Mrs. Didrikson

"Jack's moving to Montana!" was the best thing my mom has ever said to me.  We now had the perfect excuse to flee the level grounds of Minnesota and head west.  Bozeman, 15 hours away, would be the habitat of my big brother for the next four years.  My mom soon booked a trip to see my brother for my dad, three sisters, and me, when a vacation was needed most--winter time.  Our rental cabin was right on the mountain because my mom had found an amazing deal on it.  Just a quick walk down a mountain was all it took to make our way towa...