Even though it later turns out that we are the only people to visit this historical site all weekend, we urgently inquire as to whether or not we're on time for the tour, and the caretaker's eyes light up at our enthusiasm.
Nulla dies sine linea. Four sentences every day. About whatever happened that day. Most of it's even true. Written by Scott Lee Williams
Sunday, May 31, 2009
5/31/09 - Wyckoff part 2
We race to get to the Wyckoff House for the 3 PM tour, arriving with only 2 minutes to spare. As we finish locking our bikes to the fence that surrounds the lot on which the wooden shack stands, a pleasant looking man decends from the mobile home/office that takes up the whole western side of the place. He stands between plots of the small garden with a bland, curious smile on his face, as if he thinks we might have wandered in here by mistake.
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