At our second stop we landed in Wrightsville, the friendliest city in Georgia, according to the sign on the water tower, the county seat of Johnson County.
The courthouse was an old one, having been built in 1895 and redone in 1940. As I looked around it and inside as well, I thought of all the things that must have gone on in there through all those years. The courthouse had been in the center of that town for 118 years, and I'm sure that those benches in the lobby could tell a multitude of tales
Just think of the events that had swirled around and in that building. Spanish American War, WWI, Depression, WWII, JFK, Cold War, Vietnam, Korea, Iran and Iraq, and those are just the Historical eras.
Then there must have been all the personal stuff that had gone on in peoples's lives through that time. What arguments had taken place there, what heartaches, what joys, what intrigues?
Just to be able to sit there on those old benches and listen to the folks, to watch them as they walked past, into various offices and courtrooms, to see them as they exited the building, to hear their stories, now that would be the stuff of life.
That is one of the beauties of these old buildings. The things that they have witnessed.
I'm sure the newer, more modern, buildings have some things to tell also, but these just seem to shout it out all over town.
Did you ever wonder when you stumble upon something like this?
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