JULY 1, 2021, Thursday
I continued west on Illinois Highway 173, past many farms and fields. I used to drive this road twice a year back when we had a boat. I did this until just a few years ago, but, alas, we are now boatless. Like they say, the two happiest days in a boater's life is when they get their first boat and when they sell their last boat.
We kept the boat at a farm a mile west of Hebron, Illinois. We found this to be a great price for storage. We paid $30 a month and it was stored inside a barn. We ended up getting a lot of our friends overwintering there as well.
Hebron, Illinois, is a small village located where 173 crosses Illinois Highway 47, another road I have driven many times in the past.
As I approached the intersection, I saw a tent with all sorts of flags flying at it. As I got closer, I could see the name Buck Fiden written on a sign. I was wondering if this was some sort of an Irish place until I saw all the Trump flags flying, then realized what it was all about.
There were several people there. I don't know, but you should show some respect to the presidency even if you don't like the current one.
--RoadCrusin'
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