I am back from a trip to upstate New York, Ohio, and a bit of Pennsylvania. There are photos of family, Mexico, a canal, a hill, signs, buildings, ice cream, cows in expected places, corn, college campuses, astronaut gear, bicycles, a big rock, a crack in the earth, folk art, cows in unexpected places, dead presidents, graves, murals, vehicles, an empty city, a town that hates loitering, unusual rain gutters, and other random oddities. There's also several photos that I don't know if I can write about because every time I look at them I start laughing uncontrollably.
Greil Marcus wrote a book called The Old, Weird America which is about Bob Dylan's Basement Tapes and how Dylan was influenced by Harry Smith's Anthology of American Folk Music. I couldn't help but think of that phrase, The Old, Weird America, as I drove around and explored small towns. If you get off the interstate and walk or bike around a town you'll soon realize there's still a lot of weirdness, old and new, good and bad, out there. In the coming weeks I'll share a bit of that weirdness here.
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