The More Things Change
We sat in the new and improved Floyd Country Store and had coffee. We talked about the latest improvements to the communications infrastructure in the county bringing internet speeds in excess of T3 lines to local businesses now. We walked across the street skirting the several construction sites to visit the Floyd Green office that Doug Thompson will soon inhabit.
And we enjoyed a brief visit with parapetitic Jonathan Kingston, passing through briefly on his way to his next photographic excursion and Photoshop teaching session in some far-flung place across the planet. That’s Jonathan’s shadow so strikingly set against the old Harrison Baker building where my physical therapy clinic was in 1997-99.
So much has changed since my first summer here ten years ago. And yet, there is a constancy of rhythm, a matter of human scale and a shared hope in this tiny burg that persists.Â Somehow, we seem destined to change, to mature, even to grow, and can we do this without losing the magic? I’m encouraged to think YES. For now.