Road Trip To Anderson

 Yesterday, I made a trip to Anderson. I had lunch with J and spent a little time with her. Then I went back to the courthouse. There I ran into a fellow I knew and spent a long time talking. When I got back home, I was just too tired for Vespers.

 Now for some photos.

 I stopped off first at the eye doctor's to pay a bill and this was the view of their parking lot. From here I went west on McGalliard, stopping at the Let's Go at I-69.

 I went west, deciding I had not come into town on Madison Avenue. Ashby's farmers market seems definitely to have done away, but further west was the old round barn.

The corn is ready for harvest.

 My mother worked at Community Hospital. It was smaller then; this is what it looks like now.

 J told me about a local scandal with the Madison County morgue. This is what the morgue looks like.

 The Guide Lamp UAW building is still around and functioning.

What I thought was an interesting house north of down Anderson, and which I do not recall seeing before.

 

 This morning I did make Matins. We had full contact prayer at the end and my legs only managed one. The spirit is willing but the flesh is not.

I had breaks at By Hand and Fork and did my laundry. Then I moped away most of the weekend. The knees were still killing me after Ben-Gay and five ibuprofens. But I decided I needed to get out. First, I brought in the laundry, then I went out to Minnestrista for apples. Then I got some RC Cola. 

I managed to miss Vespers. The knees ache, if no longer screaming.

What I did accomplish was start turning “A Rock and Roll Fantasy” from manuscript into a computer file.

Almost out of smokes, so maybe a run down to the convenience store.

 

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