The journey begins....

Most stories are told from the beginning.  This one picks up somewhat in the middle (the Internet, electronic information, instant messing - get to the good stuff).  I left Florida yesterday with one brother, the family truckster and an empty trailer.

Twenty four hours later, one more brother, 100 miles west of Wayzata, trailer still empty, our minds our beginning to run full, fuller, our hearts beating faster as we get closer to a rendezvous with our family's past.

This trailer will be empty until tomorrow....