We camped in the American Wilderness, because that was the name of our campground. In the morning, we drove through Grafton, Ohio, a small town with more American flags than Americans, just flags on flags on flags, like Paula Deen decorated the place. We drove until I had a good feeling about where to eat. Nancy’s, a diner that recently annexed a railway car, gave me good feelings and a bad stomach ache. Halfway through the least small “small stack” of pancakes I’ve ever had, I went to the bathroom and took this picture in the retro car-framed mirror. OH-HAI-O!