On the street where you live

A page to honor a friend’s shared appreciation for old things, black and white, and nostalgia.

I am sharing images captured over the years of what’s happened in our country’s once thriving rural communities, as well as the wealth of history in my travels to England.

Not all small towns are as they appear on Main Street USA.

It is easy to showcase the gleaming steel and silver glass of the big city.  But I’ll take the buildings whose foundations bear the weight of those sky bound towers any day.

I find most times, it is the dirt roads and side streets that tell the real story.

For me, having grown up in a small town, it can be a bittersweet and emotional journey, but one I’ll continue for as long as my Constant Companion is willing.