A sign on the side of this weathered old building above reads, "Sycamore Cross." I'm not sure if that refers to the old house that sits next door or perhaps it refers to the street's name.
This late afternoon, we ended up in little Ivor Virginia whose population of about 300 people has not changed much since1910.
Ivor once had a passenger railroad stop, along with other tiny Virginia communities like Waverly and Disputanta.
Otelia Butler Mahone, wife of the owner of the Norfolk and Petersburg Railroad,(now Norfolk Southern) was a great fan of Sir Walter Scott's novels. Local legend says that Otelia named various stops after places in Scott's novels, such as Ivor and Waverly Virginia.
Thanks to Find-A-Grave.com
As for Disputanta, it came about after Mr. and Mrs. Mahone couldn't agree on a stop's name, i.e. they had a dispute about it.Ivor lives on and still is primarily agricultural. This old grain silo was probably there back in 1910.
I don't see ghosts. However, I fancy that I hear echoes of the past in old places like Ivor. In my mind's eye, I see women heading to a small grocery fanning themselves and saying, "I declare it is hot."
I see shoeless boys heading to a creek to swim. I hear mothers ringing large bells from the back door calling, "Supper's ready."
Can you see the checkered tablecloths and piles of cooked sweet corn, sliced tomatoes, and iced tea sweating in the sun? I see freckles, heads bowed over grace, crooked teeth, straw hats, aprons, strawberries made into jam, and ribbons in little girls' hair. In my mind, these types of "ghosts" are everywhere.
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