The Town That Time Forgot

We feel like we should say, "states that time forgot", because that is how we feel about the entire southern half of our nation. But there is never enough time in the day to discuss all of that. So, we have temporarily overcome our immense fear of being stalked, because we realize that any stalkers would be stalking us already, and we are finally going to showcase our glorious town. And here it is! Thanks to A Pictorial History of Warrenton, Virginia . This is one of those instances where we are extremely disturbed by other people devoting entire web pages to our town, or county, or anything anywhere near us, besides Wash. D.C. Anyway, we would hardly call the pictorial history "historical", because, in all seriousness, Warrenton still looks exactly the same. Which is part of its glory.

Here is the Jefferson Motel in its pre-crack-den glory days, from the outside at least, but there is STILL a Jefferson Motel, and it still caters to its specific clientele, if you know what we mean. And this! Oh, this is so, perfectly, exactly as it was, only now we think it is a furniture store, very sadly.