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On June 14, I came from my home in Richmond to visit Mr. and Mrs. Johnie Hackley my foster grandparents, in Amissville. Their son who had retired from the Army was visiting them and was soon to leave to return to his home in Denver, Colorado. His daughter Johnnie was with him. They invited me to accompany them for a two week vacation and I could return here with other vacationing relatives who would meet us in Denver. I accepted his invitation with pleasure and I really enjoyed every minute of my trip.

The three of us left here June 17. It was sunny and cool that morning, but promised u> warm up in the afternoon. We ran into "'>ad construction work before we got out of the county. We went Route 522 to Winchester, then hit Interstate 81 through Martinsburg, W. Va. and into Hagerstown where we went through a couple of antique shops. Following Routes 70 and 40 across the Blue Ridge Mountains we went through Cumberland, Md., crossed the Allegheny Mountains and were in Pennsylvania. We stopped in Hopewood, bought lunch supplies and had a picnic at a rest area.

We drove on for some time and crossed the Ohio River into Ohio. Shortly after we passed Zanesville, Ohio, we saw quite a few oil wells pumping crude oil. We passed through Columbus and later arrived in Richmond, Indiana where we spent the night in a motel. We saw one wreck on our way out about eleven miles east of Indianapolis. A tractor-trailer ran into an overpass abutment completely tearing apart the tractor and jamming the trailer against the abutment. As we drive through Indiana the country is becoming flatter and not as many hills and mountains. Through here and Illinois we saw open grain cribs or silos, some still filled with corn, others empty. We crossed the Wabash River and the Vermilion. It had been raining and we ran out of it after we passed Urbana, 111. though it was till cloudy and cool. We passed through lots of farm country where they had large fields of com, wheat, peas and soy beans. We went through Bloomington and shortly before reaching Peoria the overcast skies began to clear; the sun came out and it began -to get warm. After leaving Peoria, we ran into a lot of, detours arid rough road before wet got back on Interstate 80. We crossed the Rock River and farther on crossed the Mississippi River and went into Iowa. About five miles east of Des Moines there was a fire being attended by

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