So, grandpa was not pulling our leg when he said he once walked on water! The date was on or after Jan. 22, 1930. He was a railroad employee living in Wishram. He had a few days earlier deposited his very pregnant wife in the hospital at The Dalles, just across the river. He had read that an airplane landed on the frozen Columbia and he figured it would hold him, too. So he donned his boots and picked his way across the great river. And yes, he made it and found he was the father of a bouncing baby boy, and grandma was well.
It is still a wonder to me that the great Columbia could have so entirely frozen over. How very unusual and unnatural. But grandpa was not fibbing; he did walk on water.
