About 15 years ago, I was zipping down I-65 South, headed toward a press convention that was being held on the Alabama coast.
A mile ahead, I saw an exit sign: Monroeville, Alabama. I hesitated, perhaps two seconds, then barely hit the brakes and slung off the interstate for a black top, gentle road that would lead me to one of the most renowned towns in the South.
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