After our excursion to Mt Airy, we
took a side trip to another part of the Blue Ridge Parkway.
At a scenic turnout, there was a man
sitting in a folding chair on the sidewalk right at the edge of the parking
lot. When we pulled up behind him, without looking, he moved his chair over
onto the grass and away from our car. There was only 1-2 other cars there, so
we guessed he just came out to contemplate the beautiful scenery.
When I got out to take pictures, he kinda
jumped up out of his chair and grinned and posed for the camera. What a
surprise and, of course, I wasn’t ready for it.
Well, that started a pretty good
conversation. Seems his family settled right near that spot in 1850 and family
is still there. He had lived in Florida for some years and had just recently
come back home. He told me all about his family history and where they were
from. That made me finally ask him what his last name was – since some of my
family also came from Scotland and England. His last name was Dean, the same as
my grandmother’s. So, I’m betting somewhere way back in that family tree we
have ties. Go figure, huh?
Of course,
we also had nice scenery along the Parkway –
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Living along the Parkway
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