At some point you'll come to a church that was organized in 1891. It's still active today, it seems.
Further on there's a three way intersection where a bar grill sits. I don't know what the building originally was, but it's been at least two bars. It may have always been a bar. Anyway, it looked like a nice place but it wasn't open when I got there.
There's another building nearby but I couldn't make out what it used to be. One day I'll be old enough to not give a crap and just go and poke around.
As I usually do, I wondered what it was, what it did, who owns it now, and do they know they own it? I understand that a lot of people would probably look at buildings like this as a dangerous eyesore for the community, but I'm thankful that they're left standing. I would love to poke around and see if there's anything left inside that gave some kind of hint as to what daily life was like.
I took my pictures and with a lack of locals threatening me with shotguns headed back onto the road to Lexington.
Lexington was originally name String Prairie. The name was changed in 1850. It's a small place with a population of about 1,200. It's the only town I've been to where I was greeted and welcomed by a town official. I don't know what she did, exactly, but she worked for the town. In any case, it was nice.
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