All Those Years Ago

Close to where we live is a little town that we’ve passed by many times in the last 16 years. 

Back in its day I bet it was a hopping place. These days, except for the train horns and the Friday night guitar pickin’, it’s pretty quiet around there. 

Today Little Bit suggested driving down one of the streets called Railroad Road, aptly named because it runs right along the tracks. 

What a treat. As soon as I turned onto it, I pulled over and got out. Stepping up to the sidewalk was almost like walking back in time. 

There were tin-sided buildings with windows that are past the point of looking in or out. Half a block down, all the storefront doors are locked up tight. 

My favorite things were a beautiful old water pump, the number 35, and a pickup that seems to have found it’s long term home. 

I’m so happy we finally decided to stop and look around. It was fun to imagine what the town was like all those years ago. 

22 thoughts on “All Those Years Ago

  1. Beautiful. I was driving through the area where I grew up just the other day. I thought about stopping and taking some photos of some of the places that held many memories, but it made me sad to see how much it had changed, and not for the better. So I kept driving. Perhaps I’ll look a little harder the next time I’m in that area.

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    • Thanks so much. I understand what you mean. My hometown is about 5 hours from here. Most of the businesses are gone and the Main Street barely resembles the same place of my youth. It’s hard to see our towns looking so different. I love your comment because kind of like you said, I don’t take pictures there because it’s sad. It’s easier to drive by, isn’t it? You’ve inspired me to stop next time I’m up that way. So, thank you. Maybe if we look at it as preserving time right now and documenting what they look like now, future generations will have a reference say 20 years from now when weather and time have really taken their toll. 😊


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