Just look at all the goodies I got.
Behind the the Historical Society building was this house. Of course, just like everywhere I've gone on this trip, it doesn't open for another two weeks so I couldn't see inside.
Across the street stands the monument to the people who first came to this place.
Then I drove into the newer section of town and had lunch here at the Whistle Stop Cafe where I was given the best chicken wrap sandwich I've ever had.
The server was wearing a T-shirt that had a sketch of a train engine and below that it said "wrecked". I inquired the meaning and was told "It's to lower the expectations of the clientele". I gave him a hardy tip for giving me a hardy laugh.
On my way out of town I spotted this interesting fence.
Will get a good night's sleep tonight in the same Ramada room as last night and head west on I-80 tomorrow for the 16 hour drive back to Chicago.