In the summer of 1922, Ruth Epperson Kennell, a children’s librarian, left New York City for the far reaches of Siberia.
It is illegal to ride a bicycle in a swimming pool in the state of California, in United States. That is not all. Animals in California are prohibited from mating within 1500 feet of a bar, school or religious institution, and no mating is allowed either between prison inmates.
Take for instance Edgar Allan Poe's short story "The Purloined Letter," in which the letter, whose contents are never revealed, and therefore never understood, can be said to belong to an absolute realm of crypepistolary.
Down a slender gravel path – little more than a farm service road – in rural west central Illinois, twenty miles or so from the Mississippi River, in the township of Sumner, in the county of Warren, lies the Sugar Tree Grove Cemetery, established in 1830 as the original site of the first church in that county.
Last year my wife and I drove from New Jersey to Florida and back. We visited the low country of South Carolina, the sea islands of Georgia, and the coastal wetlands of northern Florida. Two years ago we drove from New Jersey to Great Smoky Mountains National Park in Tennessee and North Carolina, and then drove west, across Tennessee, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Texas, and New Mexico, up into Colorado and across Wolf Creek Pass in the San Juan Mountains and down into Durango.
I took a bus from our home in Tokushima to Takamatsu and walked to the ferry terminal where I bought a roundtrip ticket to Teshima. The early autumn weather was perfect: not too hot, not too cold. Fleecy white clouds floated across the azure sky.
The music, boisterous laughter, and calm respect of people’s privacy are just a few reasons you’d be hard-pressed to muscle me into another locale. Yet, you don’t have to be born in Dixie to be comfortable on our Main Streets.