My parents were vagabonds in the early 70’s, crisscrossing the States in my mom’s ’68 Firebird. I wrote of it a few years ago.
This past week on the heels of my photographic trip down memory lane, I asked my mother for a copy of a photo that was burned into my mind as a child. It was a picture of my dad standing near the Emblem, Wyoming sign.
This photo was taken in 1971:
Here is the photo I took while on our bike trip to Yellowstone, 34 years later:
In over 3 decades the town never grew in population. I find that fact pretty amazing.
How about You?
What is the “smallest town” you’ve ever been to?