Route 66 still runs through Dwight, past the old depot and the brick storefronts, and behind them the prairie opens up and does not stop. Summer is a straight, bright, long-shadowed thing out here, and the lawns want a steady hand every week of it. Mon N go keeps that rhythm — mow, edge, trim, blow the clippings off the walk, and on to the next one. Fertilizing and weed control carry the yards through the flat heat of July, and the fall cleanup takes the leaves down before the wind does the job less politely. Street after street, cut on time, looking like somebody meant it.