Even though only a few buildings stand along main street, a strong sense of community still exists in Sheldon. The community center sponsored a barbecued pork, corn, and bean feed which drew us to lend support. It was a popular event with quite a few people attending. I’m guessing many of the farmers would’ve come later. My old classmate Ralph’s mugshot hung on the wall advertising a birthday get-together for him. I took a few snapshots and include them here.
There’d been a big hatch of dragonflies that aimed at us and plastered the windshield as we drove through their swarms. It sounded like hailstones hitting the car.
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