This woman, I'll name her Willa, looks out between the metal lattice in the window of General Merchandise and Farm Implements in Pearce, a ghost town 20 miles up the road. The town consisted of an intersection with a closed pottery shop and the sign, "always open", a boarded up house with two barking pit bulls and another sign directing us to the Pearce Cemetery.
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and the Post Office converted to a private residence.
Ohh, how could I have forgotten the "heart" of the town?!
Awww. I want to live in a post office. Can you imagine all the things you could store in the letter boxes. I saw a section of mail boxes for sale once. Can't believe that I didn't buy them!
Thy would have gone so well in the new house! (next time)
they have a great street fair..think it is in november day after thanksgiving...you would not believe how many people show up..a whole different town...the ghost leave and everyone else shows up...you would love it!! next year huh??
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