Wild Horses Couldn't Drag Me Away
Do you find the lazy days of summer to be on the wild side this year? I do! Let me tell you what happened on the cross-country trip that gave us a taste of Americana with a twist. My husband and I drove from Nevada for our Michigan 50th High School Reunion. We drove off the beaten road, ate in local cafes, and spoke with people in small towns and campgrounds along the way. In the cornfields of Kansas, we had an interesting evening in a small town in the middle of nowhere. There were long, windy roads lined with farmhouses like in the Wizard of Oz. There was only one restaurant open in this little town, Pizza Hut which was empty. The small kitchen crew was busy making pizzas for delivery. We were the only ones to place an order from the bored waitress. She told us about men pinching and making suggestive remarks to her last night. She said her manager told her to tell him the next time and he’ll kick them out. We couldn’t even finish the large pizza and took the rest of it ba...