(I started to say “Humane” Society, because that’s where my mind resides most of the time.)
Last Saturday Singles in Agriculture’s tour of the Historical Society gave us a glimpse of olde Logan. I took a hundred or two photos and had trouble weeding them out. We could have stayed hours!
We learned about Logan’s Big Train Wreck.
Have you ever seen grave markers like these?
This week’s exciting adventure will be spent cuddled up reading Stephen King’s 11/22/63, all 849 pages.