Pendleton County, Where the Forest Service campground looks straight across at the Rocks. Where you wave at the truck coming the other way, whoever is driving it. Where the grocery still traces back to the Franklin IGA Foodliner of 1970. Where a gravel road is not a lesser road. Where the town is named for Benjamin Franklin and the county for a man from Virginia. Where the drive-in at Ruddle is the only movie in town. Where nobody locks the truck, and everybody knows whose it is. Where the climbing school has been teaching on the same rock since 1971. Where the courthouse is the fourth one, because the third burned along with most of Main Street. Where the county was made in 1788 out of pieces of three others. Where nobody is quite certain what a baker's dozen is, and nobody has needed to be. Where some of the phone numbers start 540, because Virginia is that close.