My Dad was born in Parsons, Kansas. Since 1986, I have lived about 2 hours from Parsons, but never visited. Last month, my husband and I took off on a Friday, and enjoyed the drive to Parsons. I had some addresses of where my Dad's family had lived at various times, but nothing matched up anymore. We visited the cemetery (West Bethany) and took some headstone pictures, which I'll be posting over time.
It was a nice day for a drive, and I'm glad we finally took the time to go.
This is a picture of Parsons' Main Street, as you're heading east. It appears to be a quiet town, undergoing some renovation of the downtown area.
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