The village of Upperville is our home away from home. From our time at Blue Ridge Tae Kwon Do to the Post Office to pick up packages to the Country Store for a gallon of milk, it’s where we connect with close friends and neighbors. Our one gas station, the Upperville Citgo, is also a frequent stop on our route from Paris to Middleburg, where we fill the Tahoe, the gas cans to run the lawn mower and our tires with air. And it seems as if there’s always someone to wave to as they drive by, which is just as comforting as the fact that while our world seems to be regularly changing, Upperville is a constant…even the old ice machine.
I love the retro look of the picture – thanks
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Don’tcha ya just love small town America!!!
I do! Although sometimes it would be nice just to go to the post office or bank “as is,” but knowing that you’ll certainly run into someone you know is good inspiration to be presentable 🙂