{"id":3437,"date":"2012-08-23T23:34:00","date_gmt":"2012-08-23T23:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/2012\/08\/23\/the-amish-in-yoder"},"modified":"2021-09-08T04:37:54","modified_gmt":"2021-09-08T11:37:54","slug":"the-amish-in-yoder","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mywalkabout.net\/?p=3437","title":{"rendered":"the Amish in Yoder"},"content":{"rendered":"
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In Kansas, one may occasionally see the road signs indicating a horse and buggy crosswalk. I thought it was a joke the first time I saw it, but came to realize this wasn’t the case, it was for the Amish\/Mennonite communities throughout Kansas.<\/div>\n
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I had time last night to go explore more, and found myself in the Amish community of Yoder. As I pulled off the highway, I see two young children on bicycles, normal to the layperson’s\u00a0eye except for their dress; homemade Amish style clothing, complete with cloth caps. They paid me no mind, rode off into the countryside, and disappeared.<\/p>\n

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The dirt road of Main Street was empty, store fronts showing old antique toys, a 1900’s bank with a safe in the lobby, mercantile shops with homemade clothing and quilts.<\/p>\n

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A cemetery next to their church, with a smattering of headstones. Upon closer observation, I see the same names repeatedly…Miller…Yoder…Notagsk….Yutzy…<\/p>\n

In the openness of America’s midwest, upon the plains that feed the inhabitants of our country, I glimpse into a slice of life that still holds much mystery and wonder….<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n\n

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