The town of Millersport, Ohio, announces itself fairly early over the horizon; in a state with many a water tower, this sleepy, little lakeside town of just over 1,000 people has two water towers sporting its name.
These days, the atmosphere this hamlet seems dazed and sluggish. Part of it was the weather on this day, the sludgy, moist air preceding an approaching storm front is all but guaranteed to keep people indoors during the peak sunlight of the day. But there seemed to be a bigger factor overlying my travel this day, more of a mental drag for me but much more physically and emotionally tangible for the residents surrounding nearby Buckeye Lake on edge for well over a year.