In 2006, Av and Leslie and I went to spend a few days in New Orleans. On the way, we stopped in Laurel, Mississippi when we saw this.
So *of course* we went through it.
Last month, on my way through Decatur, there was this:
Next time, I am stopping (you know me.). I wonder how many people stop here each day. Who doesn’t need to pray, even if we are different religions?! I love this.
