Riding the rails

First thing tomorrow morning, my nephew and I are off to Springfield to visit Abe Lincoln. We're going to the President's Tomb, the Museum and Library, and his home. I think part of why my nephew chose this for his summer outing the allure of going far away (at least by his rather circumscribed standards) by Amtrak.

Visiting the President's Tomb is not as grim as it may sound. Legend has it if you rub his nose, you will enjoy good luck.