Pendleton County, Bowers Garage, who will be at the accident just before the fire department. Where somebody’s cattle will be in the road, and it will be fine. Where the teenagers have no concept of a toll road. Where the size of a woodpile is a weather forecast. Where "directly" means in a little while, and everybody is content with that. Where dark still means dark, and the stars are why people stop the car. Where the mail comes to a box at the end of a lane, and that is the address. Where the drive to anywhere else begins with a mountain. Spruce Knob, perhaps the closest some of us will get to Heaven. Where the climbing school has been teaching on the same rock since 1971. Where a funeral fills the church and then fills the road outside it. Where the county clinic will see you the same day if you are sick.