Glory, Glory Hallelujah

Happy Lincoln's Birthday -- from the Land of Lincoln.

Well, that it is if we were celebrating Lincoln's birthday.  For all those who insist on waiting for Presidents Day, hold on to your generic gift.

(For that matter, I can't find if it's "Presidents Day" or "Presidents' Day."  Or for that matter, if you prefer to single each one out for individual celebration, "President's Day.")

By the way, as long as they decided to cram two holidays together from the 12th to the 22nd, I've always felt it was a bit of an oversight, or perhaps unfair to leave out Valentine's Day on the 14th.  They could maybe call it Holiday Day.  But I suspect the chocolate lobby is too strong.

I have fond memories when a little kid of taking a trip with my Grandma Rose to Springfield.  Among other things, we went to New Salem, which was a reconstruction of Lincoln's village, and I remember that I enjoyed wandering  around the old houses and shops, but thinking the whole place had a funny, uncomfortable, musty aroma, and so eventually I got antsy.  I much preferred touring the Lincoln house in Springfield.