One other thing I had thought about doing, having heard wondrous tales about, was to visit the genealogical library in Syracuse. So we set about going there. We turned out of DeRuyter going northeast on NY 13 towards Sheds where we picked up State 80 going through New Woodstock, skirting Cazenovia, passing the Lorenzo Historical site, and stopped for dinner at Manlius. Along the way we saw several deer in the undergrowth - well my cousin saw most of them, I was busy with watching the traffic. After a bit of lunch, we headed west northwest towards Syracuse, going to the library address we'd picked up earlier at the Norwich library which indicated it was on Montgomery Street. Along our way, we apparently traveled through some of the rougher sections of Syracuse. We found a parking spot near the library - a somewhat shabby looking part of town - perhaps it was from all the sand / snow. The library had some not so nice looking teenagers hanging around it but we went up to the front door and found it locked. Just a couple of minutes earlier we had stopped to find the Onandaga Historical Association closed. The kids there said we needed to go around the side to get in. So we went through this open air parking lot to the side door where we found a guard which while interesting didn't set of any alarm bells. We asked the guard if this was indeed the library - as that is what the front of the building has - etched in stone - but were told that no it was not but that now it is a facility for violent youthful offenders.... However, the guard told us the library was now located in the Galleries about two blocks away. Not wanting to leave my car in such an area, we drove the two blocks to the area of the library and finally found parking about a block away. The neighborhood here, even though broad daylight, didn't look much better than the place we'd just left. Nevertheless we left the two vehicles and proceeded to the library. The library location - one the upper floors of this intown mall is quite and interesting concept. This was my first experience that I can recall of going to a library that has both research and general population libraries under one roof and having to go through metal detectors to get in. We quickly found out where to go to get to the history section. Once there, I spoke with a couple of the persons there and we looked at what they had for census records - specifically the 1855 State census. I noticed Chenango there but not Madison which I thought rather odd. Elaine continued to look at the collection while I spoke with one of the librarians. I asked if I could use a public terminal. She said they were on another floor. So I went to this floor and found that the public had use of 2 computers for Internet use. I found this quite funny for the Syracuse library to have only 2 computers for the Internet whereas the tiny library at New Berlin has 4 computers with 3 Internet ready. We'd been at the library approximately an hour when feeling uncomfortable about where my car was parked we decided to leave. I've been in most major American cities - some even at night and yet I felt more uncomfortable there in Syracuse than I had had in any other American city now or in the past. Arriving back at our vehicles we said our goodbyes as Elaine and her dog went south towards her home and my cousin and me headed back towards home. As we got back near Cazenovia, I said to my cousin - since we have some time - let's stop here in Cazenovia, for there is a fellow here I'd like to find if I can by the name of Dan W. Going through Cazenovia we spied the library. Stopping there, I finally was able to speak to one of the attendants there and ask about Dan. Boy was I surprised. Seems Dan had left the area several years earlier for West Virginia, yet runs a smashing page of research for the Cazenovia region. They told me how much he'd done for local history and how much they missed him. I gave the folks there the heads up on my web page for Madison County and my email address. While I was sorry that I'd missed meeting Dan, I was glad to meet a couple of nice folks at the library. As the time was approaching 5 or 6 PM we started our road trip home. We proceeded east out of Cazenovia on US20 passing through Nelson, Morrisville, Pine Woods, Bouckville and then to Madison - where I hoped I might find someone from the Madison Historical Society. However we arrived there just as they were rolling up the sidewalks for the night, and I couldn't figure out where to stop in this antique's capital to ask anyone about the group. So finding a place to retrace our steps we went west again on US20 to the 12B road to connect with State 46 heading south to Hamilton. And that is where I'm going to stop for this chapter, as I need to reconstruct from memory just what happened next for Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. Some of the details as to what happened when with regard to Hamilton I need to think through. Wednesday is pretty fresh in my memory as that was my Madison County day visit but some smaller details need to be thought about. Until next time.