Met Mary and Bob in Sikeston, MO
April 23, 2007 We had a slow start to the morning listening to the wind in the trees and watching the sun slowly peek out of the clouds a few times. Will woke up slowly working his mind on a few Kurko puzzles. Kathy read her book, American Gods. Here is one from the book: “Henzelmann told them a story about his grandfather’s trumpet, and how he tried playing it during a cold snap, and the weather was so cold outside by the barn, where his grandfather had gone to practice, that no music came out. Then after he came inside he put the trumpet down by the woodstove to thaw. Well, the family’er all in bed that night and suddenly the unfrozen tunes start coming out of that trumpet. Scared my grandmother so much she nearly had kittens.” We hiked the two-mile trail through Crowley’s Ridge, named after a participant of War of 1812 and one of the first settlers in the area. The uniqueness of the region, the unusual soil types and rare plant species make this a prime area for research. There are...
