Backroads of Morrow County: December 13, 2011

I have this malady. I think I caught it from Brad and Ben. Reverse DNA. Not sure what it's called? Maybe that thing that killed the proverbial cat. It all started when the three of us lived in Traveler's Rest, South Carolina. We'd drive by this country road and one of the boys would say, "I wonder where that goes?" And away we would go. The road would usually end up in one of my favorite places: Nowhere In Particular, S.C. Then we would turn around and drive back because everyone who has this malady knows that a country road looks totally different coming from the other direction. When we came back to Ohio I went into regression. Who cares where a city road goes? But now that I'm a country boy again, the malady has returned. I'm telling you this so in case I disappear one of these days, you won't need to look for me. I'll just be in Nowhere In Particular, Ohio. Probably found a diner that serves Pepsi.