Little baby Jonathan was up and down all night; therefore, so were his mommy and daddy. I’d just finished a shift with him and gone to bed at around 5:30, sleeping until 7:00. Stacy was feeding Jonathan, PJ was sacked out, so I hopped in the truck for a little bit. I found myself west of town a little ways, and I wasn’t disappointed. The sky grew pink as I bolted toward a familiar landmark, one which I’ll post later this week. I stopped to take a panoramic photo of New Salem along the way. Sorry, no cow. There’s more to this sleepy little town than a big hunk of fiberglass named Sue.