I’ll be honest: while I’m somewhat of a nerd for history, odd details, and general facts and trivia, I have scant details on the town of Jerome. If you want the basics, hit up The Google.
What Brooke and I did instead was visit Jerome purely on a whim, while autumn still had a tight grasp on Arizona. We experienced it with fresh, unassuming eyes, free of any preconceived notions typical of most excursions. We hadn’t even planned on coming to Jerome (not this day, at least), and didn’t even realize its proximity to Tuzigoot until the ranger mentioned it (OK, the road signs may have hinted, too).
We felt as if we stumbled upon some kind of hidden treasure.