A Postcard from the Old Dominion
Since moving back to Virginia’s Shenandoah Valley a few months ago, I’ve been noticing how things have changed in the nearly three decades I’ve been away — changes that a tourist or weekend visitor might miss, but that jump out at someone who grew up here. Before I get to those changes, some orientation: The name of my hometown, Staunton, is pronounced as if it were spelled Stanton. Please hold your comments about how peculiar the pronunciation is — Stauntonians are sick of h