Yes. The transcontinental drive. Why. And wherefore. Once again I stopped in Cottonwood Falls, but this time, alone.
Mrs. L. J. Moore of Cottonwood Falls is "Aunt Pickie" Arabella Holsinger [Moore] who my grandmother sometimes let me speak with on the telephone; she died sometime in the 1970s or 1980s and has children and grandchildren I have never met. When I drove through Cottonwood in the summer of 1984 to Chicago, I stopped one evening in Cottonwood Falls. The sheriff I met in the office under the courthouse said he remembered Arabella Moore, but he wasn't volunteering any stories and I felt better than to pry. Just to get him to say he remembered her was... well, something. Already I was feeling old.