Back on November 3rd and 4th I spent my workdays at a conference in downtown Milwaukee for my new job. I can't speak to any after-hours activities, but as to the conference itself: far duller, with much less swag handed out, than the hospitality conferences I attended back in Days of Olde.
Not the point of this post tho.
Just inside the doors of the hotel was this plaque, marking the spot where a would be assassin in my hometown shot Teddy Roosevelt in 1912. I'd known of the attempt all my life, but unless my memory has gone kaput this was the first time I ever stood on the same ground.
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