It was a Shaker Village. As opposed to Quakers, there were people called Shakers who shook, instead of quaking I guess, when the spirit moved them. The thing I remember was that they were big on clean floors. No furniture could be left sitting on the floor, so it was all hung up on these peg boards on the wall. Just thousands of pegs everywhere. And a fellow taught us how to make brooms.
A tribute to my mom is she often took a carload of us kids to some interesting places.
My work is done here, G'night.