Hoosierland

“Back home again, in Indiana….” sang the beloved Jim Nabors before the start of every Indy 500, and here I am. Crickets chirping. Trains roaring in the distance. Heavy air. Aaaahhh…. there’s nothing like the Midwest.

For the most part all I’ve done in the past few days is drive, drive, drive, but made two interesting stops. Hannibal, MO, home of Mark Twain, stirred memories of Tom Sawyer & Huck Finn. Though the town is filled with souvenir shops and candy stores, they’ve done a great job sustaining the 19th century history. But my favorite for sure is the good ol’ Mississippi, still flowing from Lake Itasca, Minnesota to New Orleans. Driving it from top to bottom is still on my bucket list.

Next was Lincoln-land, Springfield, IL. The museum brought me to tears, and inspired hope our country will survive yet another period of turmoil. The attached was one of the original copies Abe penned himself.

Let the homecoming begin!