Small Towns

During my vacation, I did visit some spots with a population that consisted of more than dead hermits and imaginary devils, but none of these towns were what you might call big.

As John Mellencamp sings, "I was born in a small town, had myself a ball in a small town. Gonna die in a small town. That's probably where they'll bury me."

I'm a small town girl. The big city scares me - the traffic, the crime rate, the noise, the one-way streets. And, I hate the overwhelming crowds, and the lack of fresh air and nature.

Here are some quick glances at Small Town, Ohio, south-east style.

Logan:

Where else would a birder have lunch in Logan
but the Spotted Owl Cafe?

Isn't this Presbyterian Church gorgeous?

Nelsonville:

The town square.

Fountains in the middle of town and quaint storefronts all around = Small Town.

Must stop and read the historical markers.

The coal strike of 1884-85 was so big

it had to be continued on the other side.

Marietta:

Gazebos and bandstands.
Small towns gotta have 'em. (It's the law.)

I am mad for Victorian architecture, and you can find it everywhere in Marietta. Is this Queen Anne or Second Empire? I never can remember, but I WANT this house!

And now, we pause for a political message:


Hey! I've got an idea - Let's visit Andy's brother and sister-in-law!