“once this town was something- then it just went and dried up,” the man said to me.
He was sitting in his pickup truck, his wife beside him, talking to me, as I stood camera in hand. I’d been taking pictures of the restored gas station (pictured below) when he pulled up and rolled his window down and started talking.
“We seen you coming into town,” he said. By we he meant his wife who sat beside him smiling.
“Did you see the bridge?” He asked.
I said that I had. And I’d stopped at The Interpretive Center.
“They’re hoping that does something, brings people here. They’re still doing some kinda work to it, I think. They’re trying to do something.”
As he said these words, I tried to see this place, to picture what it must of looked like back in it’s heyday.