"Entry for Tuesday, 2 September 1997

1. Service station artifacts outside of Leitchfield, Kentucky.

2. Spelling problems in rural Kentucky.

3. My cousin Doris Cloar in her kitchen.

4. Main street, Munfordville, Kentucky (pop. 1200).

Last Modified on 9/24/97 at 5:19:35

Day's Narrative: We expect to be in Munfordville until Monday, September 8. During that time I plan to continue the web pages each day, and put photos of people and the town on them. We will be here during the festive Civil War days, September 6-7, during which the town celebrates the Battle of Munfordville which happened on September 14-17, 1862 during the Civil War.

I left Owensboro after breakfast at dawn. This was supposed to be a hot day, and I wanted to start as soon as I could. As it turned out, the temperature was 96 F (36 C) when I arrived in Munfordville at 4 pm. I missed some of the day's heat, but not much.

I stopped at Short Creek and had a Coke and noticed that someone definitely had a spelling problem on the sign outside the convenience store (photo 2).

Near Leitchfield, KY I passed what appeared to be a collection of service station artifacts (photo 1). I have no idea where this stuff came from or why it was there. The car on the post has two mannequins in it -- a man driving and a woman passenger.

Connie caught up with me at Leitchfield, 50 miles (80 km) from Owensboro, and we had sandwiches together for lunch.

On a hot, humid day like today I had to keep stopping every 10 miles or so just to get more water. In a store at the wide spot in the road called Wax, I learned there was an accident down the road ahead of me, and that a man had been killed. As I went by a few miutes later, the ambulance had arrived and the body was covered with a sheet by the side of the road (no photo).

The road from Wax on through the small towns of Cub Run and Kessinger was familiar to me from my youth, but had a lot more hills than I remembered.

When I got into Munfordville I found Connie at the motel and we went looking for a Munfordville city limits sign so we could take a picture of me beside it. There is no city limits sign on the north of town, and I pooped out before we could ride to the other side of town. So there's no picture. I'll take one when Steve gets here on Friday.

Photo 3 is my cousin Doris Cloar in her kitchen. Photo 4 is a picture of Munfordville Main Street and its traffic light.

[Connie] It's good to be home and with family and to see that all are well. A temperature of 96 degrees (36 C) doesn't sound like much, but with the concurrent horrendously high humidity, it seemed a little past bearing. One can only thank the inventor of refrigerated air-conditioning, it, along with a cold wet cloth on the neck or forehead, is the only thing that allows revival after being in the outside inferno.

The weather forecaster promises us high temperatures of 75 degrees (24 C) tomorrow. I'll believe it when I see it and rejoice.

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