Old Towns

After spending a day with my sister and my brother & his kids and their spouses, my wife and I decided to take a circuitous route back from Falba to Dallas. We drove north of Interstate 45 for a few miles and then, at Madisonville, took a road west toward Bryan and then veered north, taking a number of side excursions along the way. It turned out to be a much more relaxing, if considerably longer, drive than it would have been had we stayed on the Interstate the entire time. We drove through some interesting small towns along the way, each of which tugged at my interest in living away from the city. One little town appeared to be making a valiant attempt to resurrect a beaten and forgotten old downtown into a much more interesting place. It was, I think, Bremond, though it could have been Hearned...I was too busy looking to pay much attention to the specifics of where were were.

I like old towns whose residents try to rebuild them and make them more attractive and habitable.