Five Photos, Five Stories, #2
When Pat’s folks were here in early April, we took a day trip to up Washington, Virginia. Pat’s dad Jack had been doing some genealogy and discovered his four time Great Grandfather (did I get that right?) Calvert had operated a mill there in the late 1700’s. While we’ve driven by Washington numerous times over the years, we’ve never stopped off, as it is off the main highway. We learned it’s only a few minutes off the main highway, much closer than we had thought. The mill was located just outside of the town proper. It was only later, when I was looking through my shots did I realize we’ve driven by this mill countless times on the road just above it, thanks to the green sign in the upper left hand side of this photo. I thought it was just an old barn and definitely did not have a clue as to it once being part of the family. Funny how things like that work out, isn’t it?
Suzicate at The Water Witch’s Daughter invited me to play Five Photos, Five Stories. I invite Melissa at Green Girl in Wisconson to participate. If you wish to play the rules are that you post a picture a day with a story, fiction or non-fiction, or a poem and nominate one fellow blogger a day to participate.
2 thoughts on “The Old Mill”
Love this story! That is so cool when we find ordinary things in our lives tie into our past. Several years back I got a letter from the history curator of Sweetbriar College. She’d found my name on a genealogy forum. She had bought a millhouse in Nelson and was restoring it. My great grandparents had once owned it and she found letters and ;photos in the attic…how cool. I’d passed by it before but didn’t know my connection!
It really is a small world after all! That’s a cool story.