Iowa
The Journey Of

Iowa

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Where the roads never end.

Des Moines · East Peru · Winterset · Earlham

Iowa
Iowa

The Journey

Iowa is the state I think about when I just want to get on a never ending road, turn the music up loud, and drive for hours without seeing another person.

Going there, we had cornfields, farms, and wide open land in mind. And yes, there was plenty of that. Driving through Iowa, the fields seemed to continue forever, interrupted every so often by little towns, farmhouses, silos, and roads stretching straight toward the horizon.

One of those little towns was East Peru, near the birthplace of the Red Delicious apple. Naturally, we stopped at a nearby farm for some fresh apples.

We also visited the Roseman Covered Bridge in Madison County, made famous by The Bridges of Madison County with Clint Eastwood and Meryl Streep. We spent time around and under the bridge and, following the tradition of so many visitors before us, carved our own family names into it.

In Des Moines, we visited the State Capitol, with its enormous gold dome rising above the city. It is one of those capitols that almost surprises you with how grand it is compared with the quiet landscape surrounding it.

There, we came across the words “Votes for Women” and learned about Mary Jane Coggeshall, one of the leaders of Iowa’s women’s suffrage movement. It became another little opportunity to remind the girls that rights people take for granted today often exist because someone before them stood up and demanded them.

We also spent time at the Pappajohn Sculpture Park. Iowa in the fall was especially beautiful, and we had nowhere urgent to be, so we simply walked around, explored the art, and took it all in.

But Iowa was less about one giant attraction and more about the feeling of traveling through it. The open roads, farmland, small communities, and calmness gave us a chance to slow down, stop at local farms, and say hello to the people, the cows, and the sky.

Iowa

Jewish Iowa

In Des Moines, we stopped at Tifereth Israel Synagogue on Polk Boulevard, another reminder that Jewish life can appear in places where you might not expect to find it.

Standing there made me curious about just how far back the Jewish story of Iowa went.

The first organized Jewish community in the state formed in Keokuk in 1855, and in 1877 it built Iowa’s first synagogue. That congregation eventually disappeared, but Temple Emanuel in Davenport, organized in 1861, remains the oldest continuously active Jewish congregation in the state.

Des Moines today is the largest center of Jewish life in Iowa, but Jewish communities have existed in towns across the state for generations. Jews opened businesses, helped build towns, participated in civic life, and maintained Jewish communities surrounded by miles and miles of Iowa farmland.

That is what struck me about Jewish Iowa. The community may be small, but it has been part of this landscape for a very long time.

What Stayed With Me

What stayed with me about Iowa was the space.

There was something peaceful about driving for miles with fields stretching in every direction, little towns appearing and disappearing, and the horizon always seeming just a little farther away.

Iowa did not give us one massive moment that defined the trip. It gave us time in the car, time with the girls, time looking out the window, stopping at farms, exploring little towns, and experiencing a part of America that is easy to overlook if you only travel between the big cities.

Sometimes that is more than enough to make a state memorable.

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