The last time I saw Treaty Rock was some time in 1990; Rhonda and I were driving back from Coeur d'Alene, Idaho with our friends Rick and Missy. We stopped because we wanted to see something historical related to Native Americans. We had always noticed the signs on Interstate 90, but we weren't familiar with the significance of the site. When we arrived, we noticed black rain coulds gathering overhead. Missy and Rhonda decided to stay in the car, but Rick and I decided to brave the weather. Well, we went outside long enough to read the historical marker, and then get drenched in the rain. We ran back to the car laughing. I miss those days.
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