This past Tuesday, the 150th anniversary of Lincoln's assassination, this Old Rebel took a trip out to that strangely-named town of Union (Confederate would be better), Illinois, and heard an excellent presentation on William Herndon, a man who knew Abraham Lincoln well from his Springfield days.
The presentation started at 7 p.m., but I arrived in town at 5:30, intending to get a bite to eat at a local establishment. At first I was considering Clasen's, which has been there for over 100 years, but had been there once before, so decided on Checker's II, noted for their German food.
The place was packed, so sat at the bar and talked with a guy about this past Thursday's storm. He said he had been there (at Checkers) with another seven people and had ridden the storm out, but were ready to get into the crawl space had a tornado been seen (and was reported just a few miles away).
I ordered the German sausage platter and while waiting, got into a conversation with a woman who, as it turned out, was the Mommie of Mission. Mission is Northern Illinois' current Huskie (NIU spelling) mascot. She is a dog breeder and he lives with her when not doing Northern stuff. That is one really spoiled dog.
--Old Secesh
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