This past weekend was the big Fall Ride, when 50,000 Harleys
rumble into town. Ok, I don’t know if there have ever been that many, but this
year, I suspect, thanks to the weather, that number was really down. Sunday night, when I walked
the main drag, west on Somo Avenue and back east up Wisconsin Ave, you surely
never would have guessed that even twenty-five motorcycles had been in town. Things dry
up pretty quickly in small-town America.
Here are some panoramics from my walk.
On my way back to where I had parked the car. I sure couldn’t
figure out the tiger.
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Hard to comment with this layout, but I'll try to get it right. In the fourth photo from the top, right to left there is a building, then a tree, then another building, then the Klade Building. The latter was built by my grandfather.
Dick, are you thinking of the building kind of behind another tree? Where Scarlet Garden is now? It was originally Klade's Taylor Shop.
Yes, Chris, that is the one. Fred Klade, the tailor, was my father.
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