If you have been around To Wander Freely long enough, reader, you have noticed that I love history. And I have taken it upon myself to make sure that you all love history too.
If loving history sounds impossible to you, don’t worry, I will tell Chris to stop sharpening the lobotomy tools. I won’t force you. But, I will make my case. And I won’t give up trying. So, you might as well just get on board, and save Chris a lot of trouble, because he has a lot of tools packed on this little RV, and quite frankly, I have no idea how he intends on using them all. If it were up to me, the tool storage would have become shoe storage long ago.
Back to loving history…the thing is that with RVing you get to see a lot of sites. Some that are so beautiful, that you will never forget them. Yosemite, Yellowstone, Big Bend, Congaree and Sequoia are easy to remember. There is a grandiosity that refuses to diminish or fade in our minds after our eyes have first captured their beauty and singularity.
But what about all the other places we pass through on the road? Aren’t they special too?
Yes, they are, and for me, it is usually due to their history. Why? Because learning real people’s stories can be just as impactful as a breathtaking site. The stories of real people who faced challenges and struggles and had their own triumphs can be just as remarkable as beautiful scenery. That is my belief, and I recently visited a town that reminded how the histories of the people make a special site unforgettable.
And the beautiful thing about this place? The stories are finally being cherished in a way that they deserve; as a remarkable, unique piece of American history that needs to be preserved. This small, American town named for the patron saint of Paris, Ste. Genevieve, is becoming its own National Historic Park…to be discovered and experienced by all of us.
Watch our video to take a glimpse at what this town has to share with you…