Where we live now, Vienna, Va, is a small town nestled in a large metropolitan area. It goes to great lengths to keep a small town atmosphere. We loved that they closed the main street for homecoming and the Halloween Parade every year. Our neighborhood is quiet, and the neighbors are always friendly. We look out for each other.
We live right where Civil War soldiers encamped during the war. Since it’s an area that was at times controlled by the Union, at times by the Confederates, both sides camped here at different times. A neighborhood legend has a Confederate Soldier’s ghost still roaming the backyards of our neighborhood. Sometimes, if you really pay attention, you can almost feel his presence.
An early skirmish, the Battle of Vienna, occurred a mile down my street. First time a train was ever involved in a conflict. Ironically, it wouldn’t have happened but for a cow in the tracks. A Union train was on a reconnaissance mission, scoping out the rebel force strength in the area. A cow wandered onto the tracks – the train tooted its horn to get it to move – this alerted the Rebels to their presence, and they ambushed the train. The re-enactment on the Sesquicentenniel of the Battle was very cool, especially when the firing of the cannons set off all the car alarms in the parking lot. I met a fellow from the company my great grandfather fought in.
I love living in this town.