There’s more than a few miles between Elvis Presley’s Graceland and Gracesland, a caddywampus plot of farmland in upstate New York.
Turns out, “Gracesland” was a misspelling…
or maybe not. In the rancher’s absence, wayfarers get to choose which side of the entrance sign they like best–and the narratives to match it.
The choice seems obvious. I mean, who doesn’t want (and need) additional helpings of grace?