It's not that far away, which is good, because even today it's still a woefully small town a ridiculous distance away from any of the major highways. It's the sort of town where there are:
- two or three places selling what they bill as Antiques, in an effort to keep people's stuff in circulation; - a small bookstore with a selection of a few new books and an awful lot of used ones; - a grocery, selling mass-market goods down the left side and local produce, dairy, and bread down the right; - a bar, with a faded green-and-gold sign proclaiming it to be Spengler's; - the St. Matthew's United Methodist Church, where the sign out front says that Congregation Beth-El meets there on Saturdays, too; - and a farm supply place selling tractor parts, horse harnesses, and a number of nasty chemical things in drums.
And the houses, of course, but the commercial part of town is all clustered up in one place.
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Date: 2007-08-25 06:37 pm (UTC)- two or three places selling what they bill as Antiques, in an effort to keep people's stuff in circulation;
- a small bookstore with a selection of a few new books and an awful lot of used ones;
- a grocery, selling mass-market goods down the left side and local produce, dairy, and bread down the right;
- a bar, with a faded green-and-gold sign proclaiming it to be Spengler's;
- the St. Matthew's United Methodist Church, where the sign out front says that Congregation Beth-El meets there on Saturdays, too;
- and a farm supply place selling tractor parts, horse harnesses, and a number of nasty chemical things in drums.
And the houses, of course, but the commercial part of town is all clustered up in one place.