On a stroll down 'no-memory' lane today. Thought this was a cmsix story, it isn't. It is a time-travel story about a guy and his wife, daughter, and son. What I remember was the guy was a wild west reenactor who made lodgepole pine tipis. He ran off the road on the way home and went back in time. His wife knew he wasn't dead because his hat was missing.
