Wow this was weird...
Traveling along I-90 in Wisconsin. I have been across there only once so the route is only vaguely familiar.
Rest stop...can't even remember what city. It didn't matter anyway. I was suddenly in Hartselle, Alabama.
The houses, the positioning, age and style of the Love's truck stop. The positioning of the houses along the road beyond the truck stop. I was suddenly there and no longer here.
I have always held to the fact that so much of this country is so much like other parts of this country. The accents and temperatures may change; but the basics of life remain the same.
