Staying in Slater was like staying in another world to us! It's a small town about 2 hours east of Kansas City. Let me paint a picture for you....
you are driving miles along the interstate passing huge fireworks warehouses and huge porn shops (seriously, they'd be right next to each other). As you are closer to Slater, you travel on highways named "P" or "O" or the "TT Junction" -- you know you arrive in Slater when you pass the liquor store on your right, drive over the railroad tracks and under the purple neon sign that reads "SLATER".
Let me tell you, the people that live there are friends to everyone. I am so lucky to have met some of my Grandpa's best friends, and now they are MY friends. They are a wonderful gift Grandpa left to share. We shared stories of Grandpa, drank beer and bounced in the back of the pick-up down to the Missouri River, my sister even drove a REAL John Deere tractor! Thats a really big deal to us "city-slickers". So to my new friends...thank you for a time I'll cherish forever, I DO look forward to MORE!
Ben, Melissa, Dad, Madelyn & Grandpa
Dad, Liz, Jason, Melissa, Rita
Liz, Teresa, Melissa
Main Street in Slater
The hours at the "R" Bar, this is how they roll in Slater....
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