Chapel in the Hills is an amazing piece of architecture - located in the hills of Rapid City, in accordance with its title, what a beautiful sight to see for anyone lucky enough to make the trek. Grandma Arne used to be on the board of this place - she’s the mayor of the Chapel just like she’s the mayor of her retirement home - Grandma Arne for city comptroller! Seriously though, every city government should have an honorary position for women over 80 - Grandma would run that town with an iron (shaky, delicate) fist - don’t mess with Grandma A or you’ll get the horns - she loves talkin’ smack, what a whippersnappin’ gal.
We listened to a recording inside the chapel - the God voice was the Don Pardo of Rapid City. We also did the prayer walk while Grandma sat in the shade (it was almost 100) - the brief hike was enlightening, getting to see the statues and be in nature. Speaking of nature, random tangent - I was nearly attacked by a baby squirrel yesterday morning - it must have been separated from its mother and was just looking for help - but I’ve never had a squirrel come at me and let me just say - it’s terrifying - I was hoppin’ and skippin’ like back in the day in football when you did the ladder drill. Hope the baby squirrel founds it’s momma squirrel. 🐿🏈
This was my favorite part - the awesome tiny cabin home that represented what it was like to live in that time (sometime in the 1800’s). Grandma pointed at a quilt and said it used to be hers and she had donated it - very neat. It would have been a great prank if one of the wax figures was actually one of the employees (like those FAIL clips shows) but then old people would die by surprise - you don’t want to surprise the elderly, they’ve been through enough, turn over all the cards - a surprise birthday party for your grandma could turn into a surprise funeral.
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