Wow!  What a ride it has been.  And to top it off, I was blessed with this perfect last sunset on Route 66 (in Illinois, the land of the great Abraham Lincoln), with which I will “officially” end my little photographic Route 66 series.  As I watched the sun drop behind this barn on Sunday evening, and watched (and listened to) the flocks of geese flying above (perfect timing), I reflected on all I had experienced during this little adventure:  the rugged road, the amazing towns, the still of the desert, the songs in the diners, and most of all the many wonderful people I’ve met along the way.  God Bless America, the land that I love!