I stopped to see this as it was close to the path we were taking through Illinois.
As I said on post at the time from the road, it was creepy inside. Real quiet, cold (a sign informed me to remove my hat) and with voices kept low. I could still hear words echo through the halls. It was like being in a mausoleum. Wait, I was in a mausoleum wasn't I?
In trying to avoid a busload that followed me inside I went to the right when they went the opposite way which means I probably saw it all backwards, but I don't think it mattered.
Ooo...that's a long way to walk by myself, alone.
Gee I hope no wall shuts down behind me and traps me in here.
Notice Abe's left shoe. People, keep your hands in your pockets! Oh it gets worse later.
Okay, that sign doesn't say it all. Abe is inside a lead lined cedar wood coffin, inside a metal steel cage, inside a cement chamber, deep in the ground ten feet down. Poor old Abe's coffin has been moved 17 times and opened 6 times over the years. Not any more I bet.
Abe's family except for son Robert are in the wall facing Abe.
Okay, I just want out of here. Which way Abe?
I hope this is the way.
Tomorrow we'll see outside where Abe was before this place.