I'm a big fan of Laura Ingalls Wilder. Road trip planning has led to enthusiastic re-researching of her life so I can make sure to see some of the places I so vividly imagined while reading her books as a child. But I am slightly disillusioned to find out that SHE NEVER LIVED ON PLUM CREEK. There might not even BE a Plum Creek, much less a home that was ever dug out on the banks of it. And that was my favorite book of all, although maybe tied with the one where Almanzo courts her in his horse and buggy. AND the one where they live in the Big Woods, which is in Pepin, Wisconsin, which exists, and which I will go to to pay homage.
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