Yes dear reader we journeyed from Louisa to Culpeper somehow we avoided Bumpass, (I just like the name no signifigance to our Journey). A family outing to see, Toy Story 3 which i feel had a different meaning for all of us.
Each a personal journey. My leaving home to attend college in Maine learning that it broke my baby sister's heart. The sacred bond that a brother and sister forge.
I will not even try to express the emotions evoked and felt by my other family members.
As we walked up the street to a re-invented Culpeper.Chic shops and restraunts bistros and coffee houses. A lone concrete sentinel (Gargoyle) watched over us. Old lettered signs painted by hand upon old brick walls faded by the elements and time called out to me.
The faint breathing of an elder wishing to not be forgotten. A once thriving vital hardware store now serving drinks and libations.
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