The first time I saw North Dakota, I followed my husband through a blizzard.  The temperature in Fargo registered about minus seventy degrees with the wind chill factor.   The roads were icy.  My baby was screaming, and my hands were knotted around the steering wheel so tightly they ached.
Twice during that move, my husband’s truck slid off the road.  Once the U-Haul trailer he […]