As I drove across the country, I passed countless signs advertising roadside attractions. I was tempted to stop and check out "The Thing" in between El Paso and Tucson (which according to Wikipedia is a tableau of a mummified mother and child encased in a glass coffin... uhhh...), but I resisted. I did however stop for one of my favorite ladies, Loretta Lynn. Her ranch was about 10 miles off the interstate on the way to Memphis.
And what's a random afternoon in a new place without a new friend to share it all with?
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