North Carolina

August 26, 2006





Our trek eastward took us through West Virginia and back to Winston Salem, North Carolina to check the progress that my mother Marta is making on her brand new downtown condo. When we were here last, about a month ago, she had just arrived and the place was empty, the furnishings had not yet arrived from Indianapolis. On the way to Winston Salem, we stopped at the New River Gorge National River.

The New River area of West Virginia, once known for its coal mines, timber industry and many railroads is home to one of the oldest rivers in North America. The New River National site contains a 53 mile stretch of the river, which flows south to north, through some of the most scenic portions of the Appalachian Mountains. We stopped at the visitor center and then drove the windy scenic road south towards North Carolina to enjoy the stunning views.

Sandstone Falls- New River

Eventually we crossed into North Carolina and found ourselves in familiar territory, near Mount Airy or Mayberry as it is known to classic TV fans. We stopped for a late lunch at Barney’s diner, an old time lunch counter style diner that features decorations from the classic “Andy Griffith Show”. After lunch, in need of another haircut, I made my way across Main Street to visit the famous Floyd’s barbershop again. This time, I had the actual inspiration for the Floyd character cut my hair. It was quite a fun experience and not a bad haircut for $7.



We made our way into Winston Salem to Marta’s new condo at the Tarbranch Towers. Last time we were here about a month or so ago, Marta had just taken possession and her furniture had not yet arrived from Indianapolis. Now she is completely unpacked and has totally decorated the space creating a wonderful, uniquely Marta living space. We got the full tour before Marika & Brian arrived and we all went out for a celebratory dinner.

Marta's New Home

We were pleased to be Marta’s very first overnight guests and give the accommodations our highest rating. We are not staying long; we have to meet with Kathy’s father Jim somewhere near Richmond, Virginia. He is doing us the huge favor of driving and meeting us to transfer our dog India, who has been attending camp at his home in Marshfield much of the summer.