CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS
SEEKING HISTORY
IN
BROWNSVILLE (REDSTONE), PENNSYLVANIA
It was a beautiful day today. Sunny. Blue skies with white clouds. Sweater thrown in the back seat of the car, not needed. Car windows open, allowing the warm winds to blow across our faces as the car drove down Rt. 40 towards Redstone—oops, today known as Brownsville, Pennsylvania.
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I had changed my plans for the day. On Thursday, I’d seen publicity for the Market Street Arts Festival in Brownsville, and mentioned it to my husband Monte. It would be an opportunity for me to make contacts with people familiar with the 1790s trail followed by characters in my historic romance novel.
Meanwhile, Monte was deciding when he would go to Connellsville (a city that could be enroute to Brownsville from our community) to have the oil changed in the car. It would be a perfect schedule had I not submitted a writing to a critique group, which meant I planned on attending.
The final decision was based on the weather. Perfect today, it was expected to return to its rainy state next week. If we waited, we would be driving over an hour in dismal weather, and the contacts I wanted to make might be more challenging.
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Brownsville today is a depressing town which is attempting to revive itself on tourism and history. The town is filled with wonderful but neglected, decaying historical structures, whose walls hide fascinating stories. But for now, many of them are secreted away, waiting to be discovered.
My goal was to uncover information on the trail that (more…)
