Our own vintage town

[Tony in Tarzana]

No, and no mulled wine either. Get me, I'm handin' out wings!

 

[johnnydnh]

Like this?

If you look closely, you can see that at the end of Nick's wrist, is something he likes to call "The Old Convincer" It is a gift that can not be given but only "slipped" to someone.

 

[David V]

Don't forget the Cab Co.
Someone to pick you up from the station. Maybe in a Station Wagon too!
Will there be no dancing? Then it will need a Ballroom.

I vote real winter with snow. Along with real spring and flower buds and summer with crickets at night and autumn with changing colors and falling leaves.

 

[fortworthgal]

I'm in. Heck, I grew up drinking well water and using a party line! I'm ready to go. lol

Well, I'd like to work at the local newspaper. I can be the saucy reporter who always gets the story. My husband's an engineer... he can work at the local manufacturing plant.

 

[DancingSweetie]

That would be sweet! Our town is growing.

 

[carebear]

It's almost a vintage county.

Outlying farms, lakes and streams, maybe train line to a mountain resort?

At least a road trip is now possible, as opposed to just cruisin' down Main Street.

 

[Brooksie]

Hi Folks,

Did we ever come up with a name for our town yet? Let me know because I want to make up some personalized stationary for when I write to my pen pals that I am corresponding with!

Brooksie

 

[jamespowers]

Hi Folks,

Did we ever come up with a name for our town yet? Let me know because I want to make up some personalized stationary for when I write to my pen pals that I am corresponding with!

Brooksie

Willoughby. The town with snow is Pottersville.

 

[Wild Root]

If that's the name, I'll stay in Monrovia!

If you want to give it a real name, give me a call.

=WR=

 

[Tony in Tarzana]

Outlying farms, lakes and streams, maybe train line to a mountain resort?

One of those funicular railroads. We could call it "Annette" as in "Annette Funicular."

 

[Matt Crunk]

I haven't read through this entire thread, so I don't know if this has been mentioned before or not, but it's seems like a heard many years ago about a group of people who got together to try to create their own version of "Mayberry". Never heard any more from it, so I don't know how successful they were. Very interesting concept though.

I did look into the legalities of incorporating a town once, and it's pretty simple, at least in my state of Alabama: You have to collect 250 signatures from the area you want to incorporate. Once that is met, it goes up for a vote in the next county election. If it passes you are granted a township.

I wrote a treatment once for a story about a group of people who did just that. Down and out, and mostly unemployed, they decided to create jobs for themselves by forming a town and "hiring" themselves to run it. They'd soon created a picture perfect little town, crime free, and as wholesome as grandma and apple pie, but they also created another part of town known as the Gulch. Safely tucked away, out of sight and mind from their mainstreet picture of perfection, this area soon became a mecca of drinking, gambling, prostitution, and all manner of ill-repute - their very own little sin city - all controlled by the powers that be, and was the money machine for their little perfectville. Money rolled in hand over fist and all was good until word spread north and big-city organized crime got wind of it and wanted a cut. What ensues is an all out war between the small town good ol' boy network and the big city organized crime family trying to muscle it's way in.

Someday I'm gonna finish that story.

-MC

 

[johnnydnh]

How interesting!

Thanks for the info on the legalities etc. I had no idea what was actually involved.

I would like to hear more about your story. Just the little bit that you wrote has got me hooked. You don't want to hold out on us.

 

[Etienne]

Hope this hasn't already been taken, but I would like to operate a little bakery on wheels (like the old Helms Bakery trucks that drove slowly down the street, tooting a little whistle!) Inside the vintage truck would be glass-front mahogany drawers full of my home baked pastries and cookies, shelves of home baked fresh bread, desserts by the slice (or whole!), on little paper lace doilies. There would be a blackboard with the daily specials written on it and doughnut holes for the children for a penny apiece.

And if that job has been spoken for, I would be happy to run the local lodging hotel, where every room has puffy down comforters, bookshelves lined with inspiring prose and poetry, and the walls are wallpapered in vintage papers and edged in gleaming old wood wainscoting. There would be fresh tea and coffee delivered to your room, along with the local newspaper every morning and the bathroom shelves would be filled with lilac soap, shaving mugs and brushes, and tooth powder (in case a guest forgot to bring some). Over in a corner of the common parlor downstairs, there would be some shelves with board games, fat jars of marbles and jacks for the children, and a huge fireplace for warming chilled hands and feet. Every table would have flowers on it--African violets, fluffy hydrangeas, or fat bowls of freshly cut roses. Hooked rugs and runners would rest on satiny wood planked floors, and dinner would be served nightly for those who wanted it. Pot roast and potatoes and gravy, meat loaf, roast chicken and fresh vegetables would be on the menu every week; the other nights would be "specials". And we'd have bread pudding at least once a week!

Also, I'd like to consider River Heights as a name. (A la Nancy Drew mysteries!)

 

[Irena]

...I'd like to consider River Heights as a name. (A la Nancy Drew mysteries!)

I was going to suggest the same name! That is, if the location fit. I'd also like to suggest 'Bayport'.

 

[DancingSweetie]

Hope this hasn't already been taken, but I would like to operate a little bakery on wheels (like the old Helms Bakery trucks that drove slowly down the street, tooting a little whistle!) Inside the vintage truck would be glass-front mahogany drawers full of my home baked pastries and cookies, shelves of home baked fresh bread, desserts by the slice (or whole!), on little paper lace doilies. There would be a blackboard with the daily specials written on it and doughnut holes for the children for a penny apiece.

And if that job has been spoken for, I would be happy to run the local lodging hotel, where every room has puffy down comforters, bookshelves lined with inspiring prose and poetry, and the walls are wallpapered in vintage papers and edged in gleaming old wood wainscoting. There would be fresh tea and coffee delivered to your room, along with the local newspaper every morning and the bathroom shelves would be filled with lilac soap, shaving mugs and brushes, and tooth powder (in case a guest forgot to bring some). Over in a corner of the common parlor downstairs, there would be some shelves with board games, fat jars of marbles and jacks for the children, and a huge fireplace for warming chilled hands and feet. Every table would have flowers on it--African violets, fluffy hydrangeas, or fat bowls of freshly cut roses. Hooked rugs and runners would rest on satiny wood planked floors, and dinner would be served nightly for those who wanted it. Pot roast and potatoes and gravy, meat loaf, roast chicken and fresh vegetables would be on the menu every week; the other nights would be "specials". And we'd have bread pudding at least once a week!

Also, I'd like to consider River Heights as a name. (A la Nancy Drew mysteries!)

Your hotel sounds great! Since it has a fireplace your hotel should be in Pottersville, the town that has seasons including winter. Willoughby has sunshine 365 days a year.

 

[jamespowers]

Your hotel sounds great! Since it has a fireplace your hotel should be in Pottersville, the town that has seasons including winter. Willoughby has sunshine 365 days a year.

Sorry, you can't have freshly cut roses and fluffy hydrangeas in Potterville because those plants don't live in snow all year around.
We welcome your new hotel in Willoughby.

Regards,

J

 

[Wild Root]

Your hotel sounds great! Since it has a fireplace your hotel should be in Pottersville, the town that has seasons including winter. Willoughby has sunshine 365 days a year.

Willoughby will only have one citizen... James Powers. lol

 

[jamespowers]

Willoughby will only have one citizen... James Powers. lol

Potterville will only have dreary long snowy days with bone chilling cold 365 days a year. Root's winter paradise.

Regards,

J

 

[DancingSweetie]

No it won't! Only during Christmas season.

 

[Wild Root]

Well, at least I'll be able to use my over coats and hats! lol

Nah, I'm going to have my own town where it is 70 in the day and 40 at night! Snow on Christmas only... for maybe three days... then GONE! lol

=WR=