After breakfast we toured the various displays, which included a 1920s Ford ambulance. Apparently people were only about Marci's size back then! We also met Brutus, a 2,100 pound castrated bull. He was very gentle, nudging his handler much like Buck does us. Brutus was also very obedient as he was trained as a work animal. Of course if he were to be injured, he'd be eaten. Too bad you can't do that to your car when it breaks down!

We also drove back into Vermont to visit the Normal Rockwell Exhibition which is housed in an old church in Arlington. The walls were covered with numerous original Saturday Evening Post covers spanning several decades. Rockwell lived in Arlington for 14 years. The curators were once models for some of his work. You know the one of the young girl in her night dress peering into a mirror? She worked there. Of course she's a lot older now.

There were numerous anecdotes by the people who knew him in Arlington. By all accounts he was a modest man. It is said that he waited to paint his house until his neighbor had enough money to paint his. Rockwell actually depicted himself in many of his pictures. Have you seen the one entitled "Gossip" in which there is a series of people chatting with each other spreading a rumor? Well, the butt of that rumor is Rockwell himself!

We are both big Rockwell fans, so this trip was a joy for both of us. Admission was only $1 per person. You simply can't beat that price anywhere. This is definitely a must-see place for anyone who likes Rockwell.

To cap off the day we went to Hanks Sports Bar. They had just one TV and that was tuned to a PBBS special on bats. We didn't have the heart to tell them that those are not the kind of bats they use in baseball!