A friend headed off on Amtrak. It was cold; the station was unpersoned; the train was two hours late. But the 800 number provide information; the train people were absolutely wonderful; the town was welcoming to strangers. It was a grand experience!
Last night when the Holiday parade passed this greek-organization house, a group of young men and women in front of this house cheered so enthusiastically they made the parade workers feel as it if was worthwhile. This morning I went back to get the photo, before the snow.
Early this morning, Main St. traffic flow changed sides. The two-way Main St. moved across the street. The rest of the day, gigantic shovels removed the old lanes.
This circa 1910 building was, at different times, a drug store, grocery, medical doctor's office and a 12-bed hospital, the Do-Drop Inn restaurant, a meeting hall, and apartments. It is again a business, creating advertising posters and banners.
On the tour of Confederate Soldier graves at a Blacksburg cemetery, the guide noted the headstone of Luster. After the Civil War ended, he returned to Blacksburg and, as one of his enterprises, operated a toll road. The road was named Luster's Gate which is still a major community.