Old Manse

I hate quotation. Tell me what you know. — Ralph Waldo Emerson We arrived in Concord close to midnight on a cool December night. Cool and damp; nowhere near the New England cold we expected for the first week of the last month of the year. And so the fog rolled in, thick and opaque, […]

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Hannibal

Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness… — Mark Twain It was hot enough to render my car’s air conditioning near useless as I drove west on the sun-baked and faded state road of Illinois Route 72. Hotter than a frog on a hot plate, my grandpa would say. And all the blasted cold air […]

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