The Lower Brazos, unbanked (Photo: Doug Whipple) In 1951, flooding rains filled the Missouri and Kansas rivers. One by one, bridges throughout Kansas City were closed, and our vacationing family was trapped. When engineers judged one bridge passable and opened it temporarily, my father, grim and determined, said, “We’re going home.” Only five years old, […]

via Los Brazos de Dios — The Task at Hand

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