We wandered on from the ghostly Wickham sculptures, stopping here and there for pictures. Hopkinsville was particularly charming. Of course it was raining so my pictures are, well, pictures in the rain. Can't wait for the perfect time though.
Look at this handsome building. J. K. Hooser must have been quite the tailor.
Sadly, Hopkinsville no longer has the BEST shirt service.
Oh, and here are a few from earlier in the morning, pre-Wickham visit.
I guess we got there too late for the pit Barb-B-Q or the fish dinner, or even the hamburger.
We ended up stopping in Madisonville, Kentucky for the night. Found a nice spot downtown and had a couple of drinks and got some food to go and curled up in our room.
A good day.