Tales of the Graybeard Prospector XV

• Made an expedition to Lincoln County yesterday and the result was an outstanding conversation with the head of the Industrial Authority and the new Director of Tourism. We’re in the door, and the timing seems perfect.

I was mildly astonished by the way downtown Stanford is coming to life this summer. I remembered my long-time pal Mark telling me about its quaint drug store and that it served the best chocolate malt in the region. I was so uplifted after the meeting that I decided to stop in and visit the soda fountain, and to see if he was right.

Unbelievably “oldendaydelicious”!

When I strolled Main Street, thinking about the opportunities, I was transported back to when I was a 22-year-old vagabond in Europe, and the perceptions I’d get whenever I entered a new city. Back then I felt I could conquer any unfamiliar place in a matter of hours—Amsterdam, Zurich, Florence, Rome, Munich, Paris…

I’m 32 years older now, and my whiskers are a different color, but I reckon I can still conquer Stanford, Kentucky.

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