Abilene, Kansas

All my memories of Kansas are dominated by HOT temperatures. This stop in Abilene has not, and will not, modified my memory. Ninety five degrees, feels like 105, and 200 percent humidity. Our reason for stopping was to pay respects to Ike and Mamie. They are buried on the grounds of the presidential library. The museum is at the end of a multi-year exhibit about World War Two. Artifacts, A-V presentations, and an overwhelming amount of text to read consumed nearly three hours of our day and I have a very short attention span. The situation did not lead to photography.

The railroad stations, however, did call for a couple of snapshots. The first is the Rock Island Railroad station built in the 1880s. It currently is used by an excursion railroad. The second is a classic of the first half of the 20th Century.