But alas, Laura Ingalls Wilder was not to be found. We made quick work of the "Show Me State" We didn't quite make it to Kansas by the forth, but we landed right outside in Golden City. The name suggested a grand independence day celebration, but by the time we arrived at 7:30 it was a ghost town on Main street. We celebrated nonetheless with brats and s'mores, and caught a some firework displays from the neighbors. The next morning we went to Cooky's for one of the best diner experiences of my life. They have 35 kinds of pies! I had the strawberry rhubarb, for breakfast.
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