It’s like stepping back into time the minute I put the Civil War era dress on. The petticoat poofs out the skirt and I walk upright. Standing in the Rotunda of the Ohio Statehouse as a mourner over the casket of President Lincoln brings on a real sense of what it must have been like when the event actually happened.
My husband guards the casket just like they did almost 150 years ago. My youngest daughter mourns with me. This was part of the Haunted Statehouse tours this year. There’s nothing really too scary at the Statehouse, but people love to hear stories about the historical happenings at the Statehouse. The tours were full each night. What fun!
In other news, I’m still in recovery mode for the knee. It’s coming along slowly….but forward. That’s always good. Hope to be able do some serious writing soon.
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