April 23, 2024
Klaatu Barada Nikto
I didn’t think much about the significance of the event a couple months ago when a friend first announced that he booked a few rooms in Crawfordsville, Indiana for April seventh and asked if I wanted to take a little early spring road trip.
As if trying to make it easier for me to respond to the invitation with a “yes,” he relayed that I could cancel up to three days before our reservation.
I agreed to the trip then went into pondering mode. What the hell is in Crawfordsville?
He explained that nothing special was in Crawfordsville, but it was only forty-five minutes from Indianapolis where people were expected to gather, on the eighth for the solar eclipse – in the path of totality…
