The Joys of Small Town Life

Each week, I'm waited on by the same cashiers at the grocery store. A high school friend manages the local movie theater. My bank teller knows me and what I drive. The guy at the gas station picks up our conversation where we left off last time. (Yes, I go in to pay because it would be rude not to say Hi.) Anywhere I go, I'm likely to see people who know me, or who know my family.

That makes for a little more personal responsibility than you find in a large city where you'll likely never know if you see the same people twice. We know each other here, and we get involved. We're NICE.

I have nosey neighbors who are in my business, bless their hearts. They know everything that's going on around here, and if something's amiss they're right on top of it. I am thankful for my nosey neighbors. I wish them on you, too, like a blessing.

If you stand in line for anything around here, expect the people around you to smile and start up a conversation. Do not be alarmed, you are not about to be scammed. They really DO want to know how you are, and they really DO want you to have a nice day.

Someone may walk up to you in the parking lot at the grocery store, help you load your trunk, wish you a nice day and walk the cart in for you. That was not a scam either. That was just someone who thought you could use a hand, and as they had one to spare they helped out. Smile and enjoy.

If you're thinking of relocating to West Virginia, we welcome you.

We have plenty of room for more, and we'll be glad to meet you. Let me know if I can help you get here.