and a look into my heritage.
The last time I came through TorC I did not have time to hang out and get the feel of this quirky little town that my grandmother called home for awhile.
Still toadless I found a campground half way between downtown and the cemetary where my grandmother and older baby brother are buried.
Mountain Creek is being updated by it’s owner and his plans are going to make this a great park. They also own the Laundramat and UPS store next door across the street is a convience store and propane next door.
Random art is everywhere.
And my heritage.