by John Cougar Mellencamp has been frequently playing in our car with good reason. This is a small town. On Friday we went to 'stepping out' the downtown music and street vendor festival. After the little kids race (very cute! we will enter Elena next year), we hear this shreeking - Elena! Elena! Mommy look! I look over and there is Amelia (I couldn't even remember her name) from Elena's new school. The two little kids started chattering away while we met Amelia's parents. We'd spent less than two weeks total in Blacksburg at this point. Other signs of 'small townism' - when Gram was here we were discussing how Nikki Giovanni live in Blacksburg (she teaches at Tech)...just a few hours later I was in the post office and who should walk in, but Nikki Giovanni. Then she went to our Kroger (we did wait in the parking lot so I could show her to mom) - just like our next stop, where she shucked her own corn in the produce section. Mom was impressed. But the true mark of the small town is that Jake was at Home Depot the other day when a car pulled up, windows down, radio on, the guy stopped the car, go out - leaving the engine running and went inside to get something. Hello! You could just drive that thing away. But no one did...and I guess that is the point.
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