I almost drove past the sign completely. It looked like every other faded marker on that stretch of road in Georgia.
I only stopped because my GPS lost signal and I needed a second to figure out where I was. That pause changed everything.
A local man at a gas station told me something that made me sit in my car for ten extra minutes just staring at my map. Decades ago, this quiet patch of Georgia held a program so secret that even nearby residents had no real idea what was happening past the tree line…