Dad replied, “Yeah, and it’s easy to get lost out here. Instead of coming to nice, square corners like in the Midwest, these little country roads snake all over the place. And they’ve got screwy names, like Seek-No-Further Pike.”
I perked up at the mention of pike. Catching walleyed and northern pike was my specialty. So were puns. “Seek-No-Further Pike? Is that what they called Zebulon when he retired from exploring, or does it mean the fishing season’s over?”
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