Thinking about riding the rails.

The traveling Jones is upon me again.

I have a hankering, as I approach the half-century milestone, to see some of the older places; the places I haven't been to in many years.

Of course, some of those places, those theatres, are long gone.

And when I think about it, I've outlived a LOT of theatres; which says something about my talent for choosing theatres with longevity.

But there are a few out there that still survive, and I would like to visit them again, breathe in the smells and see the sights of people walking on a stage I once trod, long before they were born.

Yes.  I said it.

And I think I popped something in admitting it.

I'm off for some ice.