My friend Becky is a (if not the) champion of small towns. You need to visit her site.
We drive from Denver to Dallas (via Amarillo) at least once a year. I have always zoomed through Memphis* and thought I should stop and explore a little. Finally, this time I could… I was driving solo, and the kids would not complain!
* Yes, there is a Memphis in Texas. But then, Texas is big enough that every town name is represented there.
The business in this photo is why I wanted to visit. Unfortunately it was closed when I stopped, due to our national independence holiday. I had seen “Faux Pants” from the highway and thought someone must take pride in this town. They do. Memphis is a sleepy little town. All I did was take a few photos. But you can see that at one time, it was a thriving community. They even cared enough that the alleys were paved with bricks!
The one mistake I made that Becky would have advised against is that I didn’t take time to meet anyone. People are what make small towns special.
Sometimes, the small town quiet is what you want. Glad you shared. 🙂
Driving through Wyoming several years ago, taking our son to Seattle for university (we started in So Carolina), we went through a “town” for which the “city” limits sign listed the population as 4! Now, 8 years later, I have no idea what town that was but we got a good laugh about that — the sign may have cost more than the town’s tax revenues but they were proud of their small town.
I grew up in a small town — Travelers Rest, SC. It was just big enough to have a Post Office. I like small towns.