Pendleton County, Korner Shop Cafe in Franklin, where you are sure to run into someone you know. Where the weather at the top of the mountain is not the weather at the bottom. Where the bank most people use opened in Franklin in 1925. Where the deer are a hazard, a full freezer, and a conversation. Where the snow shuts the school before the radio gets round to saying so. Where you can hear a chainsaw three ridges away on a still morning. Where you might not know your next-door neighbour, but you are related to them. Where the library shuts on Sunday and Monday, and nobody minds. Where the Forest Service campground looks straight across at the Rocks. Where the fog sits in the valley until nine, and then it does not. Where "directly" means in a little while, and everybody is content with that. Where four railroads were proposed over forty years, and not one of them was ever built.