CIRCLEVILLE, OHIO ... and a Wednesday’s List of beans ’n greens ’n other things:
I DOUBT you’ll ever make it to the Historic Marcy Store and Diner (official name), but I did. Really good eating, too. But if you’re ever here for whatever reason and go for the spaghetti and meatballs, order the child’s portion. I went for the adult and was eating leftover for the next two meals.
Yeah, it was out of sight.
A bit of history is Marcy’s was established way back in 1840 and has been pretty much in continuous operation since. It doesn’t look anything like the old battered shack in which it was once housed, but I’m told the good eating and general store haven’t changed all that much.
In the middle of South Central Ohio and Nowhere, one local pointed out to me where farmers once gathered and played cards on cold wintry days. Checkers were played here, too.
And the sign over the café’s kitchen just about tells you all you need to know:
“Enter as strangers, leave as friends.”
Which means I now have some more friends in Ohio.
AT A VELARO gas stop some 25 miles east of Columbus on Interstate 70 there is a large American flag tagged to the hall leading to the restrooms. It’s a stopper. The red and white stripes carry the names of all who were killed in the Sept. 11, 2001, terrorist strikes on the World Trade Centers in New York City, the Pentagon, and one plane that crashed in rural Pennsylvania.
The legend on the flag:
“Flag of Honor. This flag created from the names of those who perished in the terrorist attacks of 9/11. Now and forever it represents their immortality. We shall never forget them.”
I asked the man at the checkout about the flag.
“It’s the only one I’ve ever seen. I came in one morning and it was here. They told me to put it up.”
Oh, another attraction (and what got me off the Interstate) was gas at ... $3.16.
YOU CAN’T say I don’t lead an exciting life.
We are in some small town in Middle Tennessee (I think it was Cookeville) and I’m in my normal element, sitting outside antique stores in like three states.
From where I’m sitting I’m looking down on two garages, a white pickup, a black pickup with a toolbox, a fat woman sitting on a bench smoking a cigarette, a man walking with a little boy, and two John Deere lawnmowers. There is also a high, grinding sound apparently coming from an industrial exhaust in one of the garages.
It’s not exactly a day of “wine and roses,” but just don’t say that I have nothing to do.
It’s Our Law
Not “The Law” ... as back in Alabama.
A FEW things I learned from reading the Watertown Gazette:
--The Lascassas Volunteer Fire Department had one of its most successful “second Saturday” fish fries on June 8. “Over 640 folks feasted on fish, chicken, hush puppies, white beans and cole slaw.”
-- Live Bluegrass music is on the menu on the first Saturday night of each month at the Milton Fire Department.
-- Tennessee ranks second in the nation in meat goats with more than 117,000 head.
I really do hate it, but I can’t tell you were Watertown, Milton, or Lascassas are located.
BIRTHDAYS: July 1 – Annie Ruth Hase and Ruth McCarty; July 4 – Callie Grace Daniel and the United States; July 5 – Gene Mitchell.
THANKS for visiting, have a nice Independence Day, stay safe.
George Smith may be reached at 256-239-5286 or email: firstname.lastname@example.org