september 29, 2018

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“What flatterers say, try to make true.” ~ German proverb

 

Rolling on the river

 

After a day of adventuring, we found our way to Maysville. There, we came across a great restaurant situated beside the railroad tracks and the river. The restaurant sits beside the Amtrak station that isn’t actually open anymore which is pretty sad. The tracks, the station, and the restaurant are on the outside of the flood wall like sacrificial lambs. The river has been rising from all the rains upstream since we got here. I don’t expect it will raise above the tracks, but it’s happened more than once, and I just can’t imagine what it must be like to have a home or business that’s a sitting duck for floods. Disasters aside, we’ve spent a lot of time beside the river today and there’s just nothing more soothing than flowing water. What a beautiful day we’ve had.

march 11, 2017

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“Do what is right for you. No one else is walking in your shoes.” ~ Unknown

 

crossroads

 

Richard and Kim taught Stacy and I a lot of history about the Seymour, Indiana area. There are quite a few successful people from Seymour, but Richard and Kim were most excited to tell us about the Reno Brothers, or the Reno Gang as they are more widely known. The four brothers and one sister grew up in a tiny spot called Rockford, just a stone’s throw from Seymour’s city centre. Three of the four brothers began their thieving ways before the Civil War (the sister had a bit of the bad bug as well). They gained reputations quickly, ripping off just about everyone that passed through the county in one way or another. It was in 1866 that their most famous robbery took place. They boarded a passenger train in Seymour. After the train got underway, they robbed the passengers of thousands, then jumped off. It was the first robbery of its kind in America. It was two years before the brothers were finally jailed for this and other bad deeds. Vigilantes couldn’t wait for justice to take its course. They broke the brothers out of jail and hanged them one by one at Hangman’s Crossing just south of Seymour. The Reno Brothers are buried in the Seymour town cemetery; a black iron fence demarcating their final resting places. They say the sister afterward straightened up, married, and led a respectable life. I found Seymour’s history a most pleasant surprise. It is the quintessential American small town with more than its share of American lore. I look forward to visiting again.

february 22, 2013

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Without deviation from the norm, progress is not possible.” ~ Frank Zappa

crossing rosemont
crossing rosemont (snapseed)

I love trains. I don’t always appreciate them for making me late, but I love them just the same. Just when I thought this train was my sole picture for the day, I came home to a most unusual package. Pam Thurman and Barb Plested are always thinking of their friends. They’ve heard me say that I want to be Betty White when I grow up. Thus, this utterly delightful Betty White coaster arrived in the mail. If that’s not the best way to start the weekend, I don’t know what is.

Bat Betty
Bat Betty (instagram)