You'll find this bar-b-que joint north of Lorman, Mississippi, alongside Highway 61 a few miles north of Fayette, Mississippi. It doesn't open 'til 5 pm or you'd see an article about it and some photos here in junior's Juke Joint. I always pass by it around noon. Somebody go there and take some photos and tell us about this cool-looking place with a very cool name.

Unlike the folks in Rolling Fork, Mississippi, the folks in Indianola, Mississippi, are very proud of their most famous son.

This is an old church near Hollandale, Mississippi. They still use it because there were fresh graves in the cemetery.

Down a dusty gravel road through the middle of probably a 10,000 acre cotton field, I spied this little colorful oasis. I would hate to mow this yard. There's white and pink ceramic and plastic chickens, ducks, geese, and flamingos scattered amongst black-painted metal buckets, broken cast iron woodstoves, and broken farm implements. All the above arranged around little perfectly manicured flower beds. It's a yard man's nightmare.

Highway 61 goes through the middle of Port Gibson, Mississippi, so that short portion of the Blues Highway sports the name Church Street. On y'all's next trip up or down the Blues highway, stop in front of Port Gibson's First Presbyterian Church and look up. That object gleaming in the sun at the tip of the steeple is a huge gold hand with its index finger pointed toward heaven.