First of all, I stopped at a tiny old gas station about 12 miles north of town. I opened my door to get out and pump some gas and there was a young lady standing there who said “Fill er up”? They pump your gas and take your credit card inside. You don’t do anything. She told me that up until a couple of year ago they cleaned the windshield and checked the oil. I told her I hadn’t seen that since the oil embargo around 1973. How many old farts has she heard that from?
This morning I had a great time visiting the Baseball Hall of Fame in Cooperstown New York. It’s a beautiful, small, old town with quite a bit of traffic. Cooperstown sits at the south end of a lake that must be over ten miles long. Parking is limited but there are three free parking lots maybe a mile outside of town. For $2.25 a day there is a trolley that stops every half hour at; each lot, in front of the Hall of Fame, in front of a resort/golf coarse, and in front of The Fenimore Art Museum. The trolley starts at 8:30 am and stops at 7:00 pm. Rides per day are unlimited. The golf coarse is beautiful. There was a PGA banner flying. I think it’s part of a resort. The trolley went by several old homes that looked like B & Bs.
The Fenimore Art Museum is on the north side of town next to the resort/golf coarse
The museum has fifty Ansel Adams photos of a WWII Japanese Internment Camp and the people in the camp.
One floor has an extensive display of Native American Art. The displays are beautiful.
They also have a very large collection of works by Keith Haring.
Sweet. I guess you had good internet service with all those pictures. Very good.
Internet is as good as at home. The campground brags about it
These pictures are so cool! They bring back a lot of happy childhood memories from Milwaukee.