Somehow, Lynchburg became a stop-over for my family in the past 2 days.
My parents came though during the day on Sunday on their way back from North Carolina. They had a chance to see the church service and get a little taste of Lynchburg (courtesy of the Neighbor’s Place). I also got the chance to see some pics of my dad and his family when he was a kid. I’m pretty sure he looked more like my brother as a kid than me. His dad looked a LOT like my uncle, so it fits.
My brother and his wife and son came through town this morning. I got the chance to show them the office and a little bit of the Liberty amazingness that is Ward’s Road. Greg’s comment was that you could just go on that road and eat forever. Not too far off the mark, I’d say. It was very good to hear that their trip to Richmond was successful and some of their uncertainties have come to rest. After a quick lunch, they were retracing my parents steps off to Advance, NC.
And now I’m here, in this strange little town that’s not even on a major interstate, yet somehow has become a stopover I’m calling home.
We’re thrilled you’re here, Tim, but Lynchburg’s really not *that* strange, is it? (Little, yes; strange… no stranger than most) Not being a native of “the Burg” either, I see it’s quirks and craziness, but we love it here. I hope you come to love it, too. And yes, I’ve discovered and am reading your blog.