I used to play in this little house when I was a child. It had a living room, kitchen and a bedroom upstairs. Rather than dolls, it had bears to play with. It seems so small now, but I was able to stand up in it as a child. I grow up in a small town in WV where everyone knew everyone and we ran around the town carefree. I wanted to share some of my fondest childhood memories with you. So I thought we would take a tour of my hometown.
I loved this little house. It was open to the public on certain each week. On the days that it wasn’t open, we looked at the bears through the window. My fondest memory of the bears was them having a tea party.
This stream ran behind the Little House. We would take our shoes off and stand in the water. It seemed so much deeper as a child.
Oh the memories of Betty’s Restaurant. We hung out here as teens. Betty was the owner and cook. She made the best cheeseburgers, fries and chocolate shakes. The restaurant is still in business. Occasionally, I will stop by for breakfast. They still have the same booths and bar stools, lol. I’m squeezing in the booths now rather than sliding in, but the hometown atmosphere is still the same.
This is where a our town newspaper was printed. Mr. Charlie was the printer. He was always covered in black ink as he rolled the newspaper off the printer. We would look through the window as he was working. Mr. Charlie never allowed us to distract him from his work. He just smiled and kept the printer rolling. It is now a 5 star restaurant called The Press Room.
I spent many days at this little library reading or going to story hour. I remember my mother scrubbing me until I was as shiny as a new penny and sending me off to story hour each week. Books were big in my home. We had library cards, so my friends and I would head to the library until closing during the summer. I also remember not returning books on time, and having to use my allowance to pay the fine. I learned early to pay my bills on time.