Hey folks, Dylan here again.

This week we are taking a week of vacation because it is summer.

And so we're playing you summer themed episodes from our archives, but we also hope that these

inspire you to share some of your best summer travel stories.

Let us know about your crazy road trip disasters, about your best places.

You ever stumbled upon about that weird person you met on that trip.

You know.

To do that, leave us a voicemail at 315-992-7902.

It'll cut you off after about three minutes, but you can also send us a voicemail of any length,

well not any length, like a reasonable length, I don't know, 20 minutes, whatever,

to helloatallosubscrierah.com.

We cannot wait to hear your stories.

And this story that you're about to hear came to us from a listener last summer onto the episode.

Today, I wanted to share a voicemail that sent me down a bit of a rabbit hole, a really

giant rabbit hole.

Hi, this is Sean Small.

I remember this story because I'm up in the middle of nowhere Iowa where I was raised as a kid.

And I was about three or four years old when my dad took me to the Fort Dodge Museum.

The Fort Dodge Museum was a recreation of a Civil War era fort in kind of north

central Iowa. He was very excited about bringing me to this museum and it had a few old cabins

and old-school house and old church. I don't remember much until my dad took me to the very back

of the fort. And then the very back of the fort kind of right outside of the walls,

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