2009/07/05 – Newburg/IN

“We usually come down here on Monday to avoid the weekend crowds”.
 
Beth had introduced herself, and husband Jason, as we share a bench (and a relaxing view of a placid Ohio River) in Old Dam Park.
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“Up a lazy river…”

 
“They’re young. And noisy. And it seems they feel a need to be ‘seen’, right honey?” Beth continues. Jason closes his book with an air of a man tempted to suggest “Beth, maybe this gentleman is not INTERESTED in when we come to Newburgh?”. Discretion, being the better part of valor, he contributes that “mostly everything is closed on Monday, so we have all this to ourselves”.
 
Choosing to share “their” bench had been an accident of wanting to sit and follow a barge’s slow, steady sojourn “up river”. Overhead, cloud flotillas float on a sea-blue sky; uninterrupted green forest lines river’s opposite bank, semi-sultry sunshine shines on me, and my world seems truly peaceful.
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Who knew?

We chat comfortably about how refreshing escapes from “urban life” can be; Jason contributes some arcane local Civil War history; they show polite amazement that my cross-country journey could be one of soul-satisfying solitude. We break a social taboo and slip into politics: concerns about education; concerns about unemployment; concerns about “social safety nets”.
 
Jason’s eyes speak a wordless “It’s time to go”, so, apologetically, point out my desire to wander about town, and “maybe, take some photos”. Walking away, a thought about this delightful “old couple” stumbles over a reality that they are probably a few years younger.
 
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“What’s comin’ ’round the bend?”

Wandering around this tiny town, realize its charm.
At the west end of a “riverwalk”, Ohio River “bends” and, much later, on their website (newburgh-in.gov), find an achingly beautiful photo of sunset.
 
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Converted RR depot…

An old Evansville-Newburgh railroad depot now provides commercial office space,
    and an old ice house sits nearly empty
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“Guaranteed cooler inside”

and a “Weekend Trolley” rests,unattended, behind City Hall     Downtown-3
“Ding, ding, ding, went the trolley

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“United We Stand…”

A sturdy Town Hall anchors a neighborhood of rectories, private homes, and commercial B&Bs. Neighborhood-1

Ohio River view pleases  al fresco diners, but, today, collapsed “table umbrellas” offer no sense of vitality.
Empty Old Dam Park’s long greensward, in a burst of filmic, magical imagination, fills, suddenly, with young people, unfettered dogs, and smoke-signaling Webers (reminding me of a contemporary “Afternoon at Grande Jatte”). Laughter, loud-voiced “digs”; unbounded exuberance dins… and, as quickly, empty quietude returns.
 
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“Lincoln Logs?”

Behind an old log cabin in Old Dam Park, up on a hillside, overlooking park and river, in a private homeNeighborhood-2a shadowed, draping American flag reminds me that here, in “Smalltown, America”, July Fourth, “Independence Day”, might well fit Norman Rockwell’s vision of our country.

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