I had a whole blog post that went with these pictures and somehow it all got deleted. I am too frustrated to rewrite it all. Short version- Ashton took these when she went to see my Mom. The jail is about 30 miles away from Mom’s house. The jail was built in 1880. Men were hung there in the area of the bottom picture. If you had been sentenced to hang, the view at the bottom would have been the last site you ever saw. My grandfather was standing just down the street from this jail on a day when all hell broke loose in 1948. You will find out what I mean soon enough.
The rest of the post involved my frustrations with social networking. I have spent 3 hours tonight trying to do what I am told is essential and that is “building platform”. When does it ever stop? And will I ever “make it”.
Today Brad Thor, an established novelist, released his new novel. In this one single day he appeared on:
- Imus in the Morning
- Glenn Beck
- Lou Dobbs
Meanwhile, I burned three hours. It is 8:15 and I have yet to touch my novel…sheesh…
Oh well. The alternative is to give up. I am not willing to do that. Onward and upward…one step at a time.