It seems like I’ve been on a lost journey since my last post about travels to the Northeast United States. So here is a little taste of traveling northward through North Carolina. I like to see some of the small towns and a little taste of life there.
Do you travel sometimes and something catches your eye?
I stopped along the highway in North Carolina and just pondered about this location. Notice the faded, antiquated sign. I wonder what was previously here and how this place once flourished. Now, silently – the frame remains and the stories of long ago are withheld in the locked walls waiting for someone to unlock the past.
As we continued our trek, meandering along the main back road highways, I’m looking. What is next? While easing through the little town of Fuquay-Varina I see the small shops and the signs of a peaceful life.
There are little shops, local bakery, restaurants and coffee houses mixed among the businesses.
I wondered about the history of this place. So, I had to do a little research. The website http://www.fuquay-varina.org/423/History-of-Fuquay-Varina provides some insight. It states Fuquay-Varina, first known as “Piney Woods,” acquired her unusual names from the fates of history. Among the early land grant families were the Burts, Joneses and Rowlands, but it was a French veteran of the Revolutionary War named William Fuquay who moved his family to the exact site, purchasing 1000 acres of Jones Land in 1805.
Now I realize those of you in Europe and around the globe think our areas don’t compare to the rich history you have; however young we are in the U.S. I think it’s still a long time ago, relatively speaking.
I enjoy the mixture of brick, history and the application of modern business.
The railroad is still an active part of the community and whistles to the silent past, inviting it to come forward.