Trump Trip

I woke up on yet another Wednesday and decided on the spur of the moment that I would drive 180 miles across the state to go hear Donald Trump speak in Davenport Iowa. It is one thing to see someone on TV. And yet another in person. I found that when I arrived, I was a day early. It became a time of recollection about family and the paths taken during my own life. I don't know if any big questions were answered but I know that I was reminded of some very basic things that were once part of my own life and that I had lost touch with. One was a community sense of patriotism that was ever present in that small city. Something that I hadn't recalled since I was a child. This is the footage that I shot going there and back, nothing has been added from another time. The rainbows on the way back were real.