There are a million and one histories that grace any small town. When you put people in a place all sorts of oddities emerge. There is the war with the post office for failure to deliver, which transpires the sitting of men on front porches scouting out mailmen. There is the purchase of teeny tiny puppies by friends and the breaking of ankles by bull mastiffs of others. There are neighbors who put silly decorations in windows, or ornaments galore on their lawns. In my town I even met radio drama loving Amish who sell maple syrup on weekends. And while all the stories combined might not add up to much of an epic, take a stroll down some small town streets and I guarantee you'll find something interesting.