EP 445 - General Wayne Inn and Sherri Papini

All right, picture it.

Marion, Pennsylvania, just outside of Philadelphia.

And back in the day when this is happening, it was a day's ride from it.

So they would literally say going into town and mean it.

And apparently, I am very obsessed with Pennsylvania.

So maybe I should just go ahead and go up there, meet some creepsters, meet Creep Mom.

I don't know because I have been focused there and I don't mean to.

It just happens.

Anyway, in Marion, there's this old stone building sitting along what was one of the main roads.

It was called a mainline.

And for hundreds of years, people ate here, drank here, slept here.

Soldiers passed through here.

And eventually, people started to see and experience things they could not explain.

And so I am talking about the General Wayne Inn.

And let me just tell you how many motherfucking times I wrote John Wayne Inn.

Yeah.

I don't know what.

I'm like, that's so cool.

That's what got me because I was like, oh, John Wayne Inn.

Cool.

Let me see what this is about.

It's not him.

It's General Wayne.

This was years before he was even thought of.

Like, what the frick? But apparently my brain just sees Wayne, a word in front of it.