Drove by the former site of the 1910 Ballard Elevator. It wasn't pretty, but stood there all those years like a giant sentinel. It's site is south of Chenoa. You will see two small buildings and some sort of a railroad shed with the word Ballard on it.
Sadly, Memory Lane wasn't open. I was pretty sure that it would be.
There was nothing going on in downtown Lexington other than several garage sales, one in an old auto repair garage. We were directed there, of course, by the 1949neon sign.
The festival was being held on the vacated southbound lanes of the old four lane Route 66. There were a lot of vendors both selling stuff and food. I finally got my pork chop sandwich I'd been wanting along with a root beer float and a corn dog which, while not a Cozy, wasn't bad at all.
We picked up our fifth puzzle piece and were starting to consider driving north tomorrow to get the other six pieces.
Unfortunately, the weather was getting a bit nippy and the southbound lanes were raised just enough to give the breezes with all the cold in a clear shot at us.
Getting Hooked on Those Lousy Puzzle Pieces. --RoadDog
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