“Don’t blink. You’ll miss it!” said my dad as we approached the micro-metropolis of Chugwater, WY.
Because I was five years old or so, I was literal minded. I conscientiously kept my eyes open the whole way through the town so I could see every micron of the sainted place. There were a lot of towns like that in my early childhood, the years of crossing Wyoming in a green Ford, with Aunt Martha in the back seat with us sometimes.
In my California life there was one of those towns, too, and driving from my house in Descanso (nearly missed being one of those towns) to the Laguna Mountains, if I had kids in my car I always said, “We’re almost to Guatay! Don’t blink or you’ll miss it!” And, just like my brother and I, the kids in the back seat kept their eyes open and looked at everything. And, like my brother and I, they got the idea that you did not want to miss a single second of the fleeting vista of Guatay, California.
Yesterday on my Quixotic quest I drove through one of these towns, Villa Grove, Colorado. There’s not much there. It has a residual hippy vibe and one of the biggest business signs is “Pottery, 1 Block.” Like a lot of the towns in the American West, it was a railroad town back in the day. There were many narrow gauge trains crossing the mountains and Villa Grove was built by the Denver and Rio Grande Railroad as the end of the line for the trains crossing the pass from Poncha Springs — probably the same pass more or less that I drove over yesterday. I learned that its original name was Garibaldi. Imagine, Garibaldi, Colorado, a town named for an Italian revolutionary, but why?
I did a little research and there was the beginning of a northern Italian settlement in Poncha Springs around the time the railroad was built. Many of the immigrants found jobs maintaining the tracks.
Non battere le palpebre o ti mancherà!
8 thoughts on “Don’t Blink or You’ll Miss It!”
This town was bigger once, back in the mill town days. It would be bigger now if whoever it is who is running it today had a clue how to run a town. We have potential, but very little kinetic.
Yeah — these little towns have populations in the hundreds and no reason for anyone to live there besides wanting to. My town would be bigger if there were work and better city management, but since I don’t want it bigger I’m keeping my head down 🙂
We basically have no management. The same people have been “running things” more or less forever — them or their family or associates and it isn’t going to change. It took us a while to realize that, but we got it and since then, we just try not to notice when whoever is supposedly in charge is doing something really dumb. There’s no percentage in it. But there’s potential for growth — with a little imagination and forward thinking — so it’s a pity to not enable it. We could do better, but we won’t.
I finished saving the world in July 2014. 🙂
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My parents used to say this to us kids too. To take this concept even further, my husband and I (ie. the weary travellers) discovered that in Australia we have localities that are marked (by dots) on our physical and GPS maps, that we mistook to be towns but were actually some meaningless point of reference in the middle of nowhere. We haven’t realised this until we’ve driven much further than we intended, and have had to backtrack to discover some small sign (and nothing else) that we missed while we’ve been looking at the view.
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ABOUT LIKE THE BUSINESS DISTRICT OF DOUGLAS, MASS.!
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