Day Eight: Ticked in Kansas
We got ticked in Kansas! I wanted to explore an old stone schoolhouse and buildings in a field – the guys took off for the woods. We later discovered we had been ticked – ugh.
Emily prepared us a beautiful breakfast and off we went. We missed the tornadoes tearing through the state, our condolences to the people affected by the terrible storms.
As we continued through Kansas on I-70, we came upon Abilene, home of President Dwight D. Eisnehower. I like Ike! One of my early memories was seeing the president ride in a convertible in a parade, I was 2 or 3. Tim had written a report on him in elementary school. We stopped to pay our respects.