Greetings from Danville, IL, the last desperate gasp of Illinois on the I-74 corridor. In fact, my current location is more yards from Indiana than it is miles. This is a nostalgic stretch of highway for me - for two years this was my path to graduate school and many times the Intrepid and I churned across this prairie. Danville is like countless other rust belt towns, clinging to what it has in an era in which what it has isn't considered to be much. Tomorrow I will wake up and do it all in reverse, and one day I may even write a full post about it.
Fun Danville fact: it was the boyhood home of Dick Van Dyke.
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