Woody Crenshaw–no absentee landlord–presides over the evening’s music and dance at the Floyd Country Store. Here, he presents a Country Store cap to the visitor from farthest away. On this particular evening–as has been true I think every time I’ve known it to be asked where folks are from–the winner was not from ’round here.
This fräulein was from Germany, getting a good dose of local culture–something to write home about, and of course, she’ll now have the cap as a momento of the occasion.




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Looks like so much fun! I wish I lived closer, but will still have to make it out one Saturday night!
Great photo! And the blog looks great!