From about age two to four, my family lived in a town called Whitewater, Wisconsin, where my dad taught at the University of Wisconsin there. My mom couldn’t remember our address, but as we had decided to head north from Illinois, I thought it would be fun to take a brief detour into the town. We found Frosty’s there, and had some frozen custard.
Here is the sign at the main entrance to the campus there:
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Forward, Wisconsin! Or is it “forwarned, Wisconson”? I can never remember.
I assume you won’t get near Fort Atkinson, but that’s where I’m from.
Didn’t see any signs for Fort Atkinson, though the name sounds vaguely familiar, like something my folks might have mentioned long, long ago.