I live at the top of a T shaped intersection. Yesterday, when I was cutting the crabgrass in my back yard, I found a cloven hoofprint, which I hope to gracious came from a deer.

But it lead me to thinking about the folklore of crossroads. I checked past threads, and there is one about Robert Johnson, of course, and some comments about making a deal with the devil, but no crossroads folklore thread. So, I'm starting one.