Everything, apparently! With all due respect to Mr. Crapo (or Ms. Crapo for all I know), I’m not sure I’d use my last name in conjunction with the insurance business. Not exactly the right sort of association that instills confidence for prospective clients.
I found this sign on the way back from dinner in Terre Haute, Indiana. I’m actually in one hotel for two nights in a row, a rare treat on this whirlwind trek through the Midwest. The odd thing is that Terre Haute lies on the western-most edge of Indiana’s EST zone. So essentially I’ll be leaving the hotel in the morning at 9 a.m. to make the 30-minute drive west (and into CST) so I can arrive on time for my 8:30 a.m. appointment. Weird.