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From 2Millionth Web Log

Fallingwater edition.

But, changing the subject, and sadly, it's neither a joke nor something I feel at all comfortable with coming up with something...I've been reading the stories about Census employee Bill Sparkman with both revulsion and the shock of recognition: many years ago, when I was still young, one of my first ever paid vacations was...a camping trip to Daniel Boone National Forest near London, Kentucky. To tell the truth, it was a more or less random choice, but geez, I lucked out, arriving at the height of fall color season. Somewhere I've got a number of pictures, including one of a small cemetery out in the middle of nowhere. Ouch.

I suppose it doesn't matter much, but I sure as hell hope this was just an isolated case involving dumb-as-a-sack-of-hammer locals--it's not like they aren't everywhere--and not locals with just enough money to have satellite dishes tuned to Pox News.

By the way, in addition to spectacular fall colors, I remember several pleasant conversations with not-so-dumb local folks, as well as other travelers out enjoying autumn in Appalachia. Hmmm...come to think of it, it was almost exactly twenty years ago.

Rest in Peace, Mr. Sparkman.