Last weekend I drove to my hometown of Danville, Virginia for my 50th high school reunion. This was the fifth reunion for the class of 1964 and I have attended all but one. I enjoyed reconnecting with classmates, and there were a few at this reunion that i had not seen since high school graduation. There are several though that seem to have disappeared and about 50 have died. My brother mark also came back and we had a chance to ride bikes all over town on the roads we road on so many years ago. Whenever i visit Danville I'm reminded that it's a better place to be from than at. The Dan River runs right through the town and it has always amazed me that the town has never really taken advantage of that. on the north side of the river there is now a paved bike path/trail that is pleasant but otherwise the river is wasted. Now that Dan River Mills is gone there is a lot of river space that could be developed especially near the old downtown area. Danville just doesn't seem to be able to take advantage of it, but that's always been one of the problems with Danville.
I enjoyed cycling with my brother and another classmate (Dick Smith)and was reminded that since there's a river in the middle of town there are plenty of hills on either side. it also seemed like I could ride from one end of town to the other in a matter of minutes. I saw virtually no other cyclists the entire weekend except on the river trail. It reminds me of how many folks in Atlanta favor cycling on the Silver Comet Trail which like the trail in Danville is fairly narrow. The difference is that there are a lot fewer folks on Danville's trail which makes it somewhat more tolerable.
So it was an overall good weekend ecept for the actual drive up and back. It was my first road trip without Greta and it was pretty lonely. Even now i'm still adjusting to life without her.
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