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I took this picture last weekend on my way to the tiny town of Maple Hill, Kansas. What’s in this town? The best steakhouse I’ve ever been too. It’s called Puffy’s but that’s for a different post.

This post is about home. Have you ever noticed how many movies reference Kansas? Sometimes it’s a punch line but it’s still mentioned. I blame Dorothy and her little dog.

I am the product of a railway family. It is because of this that I have lived in so many states. California is where my family is from but I was so little I only remember visiting and not so much living there. Then we were off to Illinois where I picked up a fun accent for a while. Next stop was Kansas till the last two years of high school. I finished high school in Texas and started college. But it just didn’t feel right. I missed the laid back friendly atmosphere of the sunflower state. So I left my family and moved back to Topeka.

Now I find myself in the large metro of Kansas City (Kansas not Missouri). One large city with a state line in the middle. I love it here. I’m close enough to all of the open country space that I crave but I’ve also got the cultural fun of the city equally as close. And since my family has left Texas to come back to Kansas it’s just about perfect.

So remember this the next time you hear about my little state in a movie. We have the city that produces more of the world’s airplanes than any other city in the world, we claim home to Brown vs. Board of Education, we were the heart of the wild west, Amelia Earhart and President Eisenhower were Kansans, and the Geodetic Center of North America is in Kansas. It is the beginning point of reference for land surveying in North America meaning when a surveyor checks a property line, he is checking the position of property in relation to Meade’s Ranch in northwest Kansas.

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