The Wright brother's house at the Ford Museum near Detroit. A thrilling moment came when Tom betrayed to the docent his enthusiasm for the Wright story. She let him remove a barrier and go alone to the upstairs. Here, he walked into Wilbur's bedroom and stood by the bed in which he died at just forty-two. Jessie joined him and they walked together throughout the upstairs bedrooms. JUST US!!
My heart leaped when I saw this sign! What a thrill to be back on home soil!
Tom sits on the Wright brother's back porch, apeing a pose of Orville's often shown in the history books
Our faithful friend who puts us on the right path, whether it's finding a specific address, a certain city or best of all a coffee shop. This has been our life saver!
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