We have visited numerous cemeteries over the years, as they offer a unique opportunity to appreciate art, and we also view them as a way to remember people we never met. I can imagine that most of the graves we have visited no longer get…
When planning a trip, there is a lot to research. Finding destinations to explore can be time-consuming, and trying to discover everything that can be done requires considerable effort. However, even after conducting thorough research and being satisfied with the plan, I still miss a…
Nostalgia is a hard-to-describe feeling. Regardless of what one is referring to, remembering the past evokes warm, fond emotions. Whenever we are on a trip and able to be nostalgic, it really enhances the experience of the location. It is odd that as we age,…
I do not believe in ghosts, and oddly, it has been a long time since I posted any ghostly experiences at my home. For those who follow my personal Facebook account, you will know that I often discuss unusual occurrences in my bedroom, particularly in…
Detroit is only a four-hour drive from our home, making it the perfect distance for us to visit this area for a weekend escape. It was mid-April, and the main attraction for us was the opening of Greenfield Village, but like everything we do, there…
Something weird has happened to me when I take my wife on trips. An odd and often overwhelming sense of nostalgia fills me. This sentimental longing for the past, with positive feelings of emotion and even happiness, is happening more frequently. Only this year did…
As a kid, I only ever encountered a sock monkey once. I was unimpressed with the toy and found better things to play with. That changed when I visited the Sock Monkey Museum during our trip called Blown Away by Christmas in the Windy City.…
I never thought I would ever visit a cemetery. It is odd to visit a cemetery where no one you know is buried. I hardly saw these sacred places for the dead as a tourist attraction for the living. I believe the first cemetery tour…
This is a really nice picture of my wife as she sits on a stone wall with Chatanooga in the background. But this is also a picture of when I thought she had only seconds to live. As with every pic, there is a story…
Growing up, I never really understood the romance some people have with their cars. I have always considered a vehicle a means simply to go from one spot to another. My view changed when I finally got my license and discovered that owning a car…
