I just found a journal from the university trip I took west in 1998. Rereading it, this entry caught my eye. Boy, if only my friend Nate had known then that I would have this blog. (I looked him up on Facebook so maybe he will soon).
Tuesday, May 26, 1998
…We’re visiting the Lincoln Boyhood Memorial. I bought a postcard of the grave of Lincoln’s mother. Nate said he wouldn’t send a postcard of a grave to anyone he liked…
