On the way back home from our recent Turkey Run trip I drove the length of State Road 236. It starts at US 41 just south of the park and almost reaches Danville about 41 miles away. It’s so minor that it’s not even worthy of a writeup on my roads pages.
As it heads east, the first little town it enters is called Marshall. Check out its arch! What visions of grandeur, since unrealized, did Marshall’s residents have that prompted them to build such a monument to their little town?
One thing’s for sure: there’s no mistaking that you’ve entered Marshall. And there’s no forgetting Marshall, either. I came through here once before, probably 20 years ago. The whole point of the trip down SR 236 was so that I could see this arch again.