Museums and halls of fame exist for just about everything
Christine and I had both just retired and wanted to travel for the next six months in our motor home. Our children said that the small motor home we owned was too small for two people to live together for six months, and that we should have a larger motor home. My friend, Art Jones, told me that he didn’t want to use his anymore, so we purchased it.
Many times we would leave Beardstown at any hour with no special destination. One winter, we waited for icy roads to clear and didn’t leave Beardstown until 4:00 PM. We only drove as far as Pittsfield before it was dark so we pulled into a park outside of that town for the night. When we were traveling, I was always interested in any hall of fame or museum that would be near. Stopping to visit them was always a break in driving and we were never in a hurry. A lot of the time, Christine would not get out of the motor home, saying she would rather sit and quilt. When I would go in to see the hall of fame, if I thought she might enjoy it, I would call her to come in. For example, she wasn’t interested in the Greyhound Dog Hall of Fame or the Oil Drillers Hall of Fame. But would get out all the time at the Baseball or Football Halls of Fame. A few of the museums were Marvin’s Marvelous Mechanical Machines. It had a gypsy fortune teller machine that you put quarters in, many nickelodeons and pinball machines. She wasn’t interested in that either. <ahref="http://etypeservices.com/Cass%20County%20Star%20GazetteID497/"><spanstyl... 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);">To view more, please log in or subscribe to the digital edition.</span></a></p>