Jill Y and I have done our fair share of traveling. Why only today, Jill Y traveled to work and then traveled home again while I slept with an imagination that spanned several continents. The world is full of amazing places to see and none as mystifyingly, spiritual as this little known historical marker in Orlando, Florida:
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8 thoughts on “The Afternoon of April 27, 1968.”
You men may have won the battle, but BEWARE! You could still lose the war! 😉
As long as there are shoe shops that sell shoes, we will live to fight another day! 😉
I bet the husband “accidentally” fell into the gator pit at Gatorland that same day!
He did and he was never never seen again. The End!
A true historical anomaly, great find.
It’s a holy mecca of sorts!
And proud moments were had by all…
The word on the street is that this is a one of a kind monument!
You men may have won the battle, but BEWARE! You could still lose the war! 😉
As long as there are shoe shops that sell shoes, we will live to fight another day! 😉
I bet the husband “accidentally” fell into the gator pit at Gatorland that same day!
He did and he was never never seen again. The End!
A true historical anomaly, great find.
It’s a holy mecca of sorts!
And proud moments were had by all…
The word on the street is that this is a one of a kind monument!