A year before we married, my husband and I had the distinct pleasure of visiting with Mary Lou a few months before her death in 2010. We toured her lovely castle and had distinct images of her life as a child on the stone floors, looking at the stone walls, covered with eclectic mis-matched pieces of her life. I admired her for the child like wonder that was still in her eyes. Unfortunately, 3 years later when we took my son to the castle, he couldn't meet this wondrous soul for himself. I highly recommend making this a "must see" stop if you are ever in the area. It is an artist's play land and being a poet, I could find the beautiful imagery in every nook and cranny. I look forward to going back again some day soon!