One Friday morning I woke from a vivid dream about Europe. Don’t worry, a quick Google search revealed that we live five minutes from a castle.
Chateau Larouche was built by one man over forty years. He studied medieval architecture, dragged stones from a river, made his own cement, and built a castle so that he could play “knights” with his friends. LARPing at its finest. After three stories, a staircase, and a domed ceiling all from stone and cement, Harry died at 91 still building another turret. This type of tenacity is why I love Ohio.