Took me a while. After poking around Abilene maps for a while, I realized: oh. Already did it.

Googling around revealed this fact: Bailey G. Choate ran the Starlite Motel in Abilene. You could get a 30,000 word novel off that sentence without even trying, couldn’t you.

Note the sign: lots of stuff pointing down. Presumably it blinked like the dickens at night, too. Stop looking at the stars! Come over here, you dang fool.

Mr. Choate died on the last available day of July in the summer of 2002. This sign would have made a magnificent tombstone.