It’s day three of our quixotic quest to codify a pack of portals from fitty states. Today we linger over the M’s a good long while. Beware the arm. Ask not for whom he holds the door. He holds for you.
Maryland:
Massachusetts:
heh
Michigan:
Minnesota:
Mississippi:
Missouri:
Montana:
Nebraska:
Nevada:
New Hampshire:
New letters being added daily! Get fresh alphabet tomorrow!
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A Man Who Has Nothing In Particular To Recommend Him Discusses All Sorts of Subjects at Random as Though He Knew Everything
8 Responses
Whose is the “left hand of the Missouri”?
It’s the “Show Me” state showing off a door.
When you get to Oklahoma, please don’t show a tipi.
I’m from Missouri and you’ve got to show me the door. Which you did.
There’s a poignancy to that Legion Hall in Nebraska. If your town gets small enough, the Legion Hall is the last thing open “downtown.”
But that Maryland door — weird! Looks like a psychiatrist’s office in a 1940s movie.
The disembodied hand in the Missouri photo lends an air of mystery, does it not?
PJ- I was tempted to use a door that appeared to be laying flat on the ground for Nebraska- it was a storm cellar. I didn’t want brush up against the tornado zeitgeist, though, and thought the better of it. I have no desire to appear wry about that this week.
lohwoman- the Maryland door hypnotized me, so I was compelled to use it.
Every picture I could find of Nebraska had a certain elegaic quality to it.
A storm cellar door would be very appropriate for Oklahoma. Or a prairie sod house.
Now I get the title, but before I scanned through the pictures, I thought you were humming.
I like the Minnesota picture. I’m hoping they added the porch after the house had been built. “Welcome to our chimney!”
Silly. I always hum in lower case. Everybody knows this.
Missouri loves company.