This Main Street Rocky Mount blog continues to evolve and enlarge its point of view. (As the garden grows, so does the gardener.) I continue to learn from all of you and the special people who have taken me under their wing, the cheerleaders in my life. I'm grateful! With the publication of today's blog, I hope … Continue reading A New Look For Main Street
Author: Stepheny Forgue Houghtlin
The Beauty of Art In The Preservation of Rocky Mount Mills
A sheet of glass that allows you to see a magical staircase beyond The first time I went to Rocky Mount Mills I met Eddie Belk, a man with a gleam in his eye. I looked the word, gleam, up and found one of the definitions that suited Eddie to a tee: a facial expression that denotes happiness, … Continue reading The Beauty of Art In The Preservation of Rocky Mount Mills
Majority Vote and City Manager Strike Again
Once again, we are presented with a fait accompli. I often imagine Mr. Knight, Mr. Blackwell, and the City Manager, staying up all night to come up with things like a revised development agency. You see, we need this. Never mind the plan in the drawer, bought and paid for, forget the kicked to the … Continue reading Majority Vote and City Manager Strike Again
Thinking Of Elvis Presley While Waiting For The Results
Lewis Grizzard wrote a book titled - - Elvis Is Dead and I Don't Feel So Good Myself. Two days after the presidential election and waiting, the title expresses how I'm feeling. Grizzard makes me laugh, which is good medicine for the patience needed to get to the final counts. Grizzard was facing a changing … Continue reading Thinking Of Elvis Presley While Waiting For The Results
The Presidential Election Has Me Homesick
A few days before the election, I find myself homesick. The home where my parents remain in the dust mots that float in the light from the window. Where I'll find my 3-speed Schwinn bicycle is ready to ride. Where the last fall leaves have blown from the large elms leaving a bare-branched canopy overhead. … Continue reading The Presidential Election Has Me Homesick
Main Street – Marked With An X And A Bottle Of Rum
Some places speak distinctly. Certain dank gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are set apart for shipwrecks. ~Robert Louis Stevenson I'm sure you remember Treasure Island, an adventure novel by Scottish author Robert Louis Stevenson. The book influenced our … Continue reading Main Street – Marked With An X And A Bottle Of Rum





