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      • The Holladay Overland Stage: 1 – The Central Route
      • The Overland Stage – 2 Company Operations
      • The Overland Stage – 3 Exploring The Route – An Overview
      • The Overland Stage: 4 – South Platte/Julesburg/Ft Sedgwick
        • Jack Slade
      • The Overland Stage: 5 – Julesburg to Junction Station (aka Ft Morgan)
      • The Overland Stage: 6 – Junction Station to Latham
      • The Overland Stage: 7 – Latham Crossing to Fort Collins
      • The Overland Stage: 8 – LaPorte to Virginia Dale
      • The Overland Stage: 9 – Virginia Dale to Cooper Creek
      • The Overland Stage: 10 – Cooper Creek to Pass Creek
        • Fletcher Family
      • The Overland Stage: 11 – Pass Creek to Bridger Station
      • The Overland Stage: 12 – Bridger Pass to Duck Lake
      • The Overland Stage: 13 – Duck Lake to LaClede
      • The Overland Stage: 14 – LaClede to Almond
      • The Overland Stage: 15 – Almond to Rock Springs
      • The Overland Stage: 16 – Rock Springs to Fort Bridger
      • The Overland Stage: 17 – Fort Bridger to Weber Station

I find I don’t wish to explore new lands, but to explore again those I have already passed through, trying to see what I’d missed in the first hectic rush … Gerard Van der Leun

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How Soon We (Me) Forget

The New American Digest Posted on November 22, 2025 by DTNovember 22, 2025

Today marks the 62nd anniversary of the end of America as it might have been and the beginning of the America that is.

On this date in 1963, Lyndon Baines Johnson was sworn in as the new president of this not-as-bad-as-other-places country of ours.

Do you remember where you were on this date?
DT remembers ...

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Dear Ol’ Dad

The New American Digest Posted on November 22, 2025 by ghostsniperNovember 22, 2025

submitted by ghostsniper via Comments

I went into Circle K last evening. 
As I was looking around I noticed this older gentleman kept looking at me. 
He was a customer also. 

I was waiting for the coffee to finish brewing as he walked up. 
He had a tear in his eye and he proceeded to tell me that I looked like his son that was killed in Vietnam. 

I told him that I was sorry to hear that. 
He talked to me for about 5 minutes. 
He told me how he and his son were fighting before he shipped out. 
And that he never did say good-bye to him. 

I felt bad for the guy. 
He asked me if I would say good-bye to him as he left the store. 
I said I would.
As he was going out he yelled “Good-bye son”, I yelled back “Good Bye Dad”. 

Well the coffee had just finished and I went up to the counter to pay for it. 
The clerk told me the total was $58.65.  

I said for a cup of coffee? I think you made a mistake. 
She said “No a carton of Marlboro’s and a 6-pack of Bud, your dad said you were getting his”. 

NOW my blood is boiling. 

I rip out of the store, the old man is just starting to get into his car.  

I grabbed him by the arm and tried to lead him back to the store. 

He fell to the ground and I got a hold of him and started pulling on his leg. 

Kinda like what I am doing to yours right now.  🙂

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You Can’t Get Here From There…

The New American Digest Posted on November 22, 2025 by JeanNovember 22, 2025

originally posted by Jean on April 07, 2008

I will not
love you
this time.
Go away.
Stay away.
Come again
no other day.

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Layered Rock

The New American Digest Posted on November 22, 2025 by DTNovember 21, 2025

Down in SW Wyoming and into Utah not far from where Utah, Wyoming, and Colorado come together is the lesser-known Flaming Gorge Reservoir and National Recreation Area. Named by John Wesley Powell during his 1869 expedition down the Green River, the reservoir was formed in 1964 when the river was dammed.

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Rules

Gerard Van der Leun
12/26/45 - 1/27/23


Gerard's Last Post
(posthumous): Feb 4, 2023
"So Long. See You All a Little Further Down the Road"

When my body won’t hold me anymore
And it finally lets me free
Where will I go?
Will the trade winds take me south through Georgia grain?
Or tropical rain?
Or snow from the heavens?
Will I join with the ocean blue?
Or run into a savior true?
And shake hands laughing
And walk through the night, straight to the light
Holding the love I’ve known in my life
And no hard feelings

Avett Brothers - No Hard Feelings

The following was posted along with the announcement of Gerard's passing.
Leonard Cohen - Going Home

For a 2005 interview with Gerard


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  1. jd on Hamilton, NevadaDecember 13, 2025

    That's for sure. And the blonde even looks like Bondi.

  2. DT on Western TurkeyDecember 13, 2025

    I miss greasy spoon diners. Usually had great food, good coffee, good pie, and cynical waitresses that called everyone "Honey".…

  3. SK on Western TurkeyDecember 13, 2025

    Idiots, cowards and virtue signaling creeps led by morons, charlatans and devils.

  4. ghostsniper on Western TurkeyDecember 13, 2025

    When starting a design for a brand new commercial building on a vacant piece of land, do you know what…

  5. Tom Hyland on Western TurkeyDecember 13, 2025

    Were there at least two handicap parking spots, a wheelchair ramp and men's and women's restrooms at Everett's? Never having…


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Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
I'm not sleepy
and there ain't no place I'm goin' to

Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man,
play a song for me
In the jingle jangle morning,
I'll come followin' you

Take me for a trip upon
your magic swirling ship
All my senses have been stripped
And my hands can't feel to grip
And my toes too numb to step
Wait only for my boot heels to be wanderin'

I'm ready to go anywhere,
I'm ready for to fade
Unto my own parade
Cast your dancing spell my way
I promise to go under it


Men who saw night coming down about them could somehow act as if they stood at the edge of dawn.


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