On the way to the Vermont Fiber Mill, we stopped in Fair Haven at one of our favorite 1940’s style diners, the Wooden Soldier on Main Street. We each had a very fine egg and cheese on a muffin and potatoes on the side.
This is an evocative place, unchanged in nearly 50 years. I spotted the reflection of Maria drinking coffee in the mirror (I’ve never seen a mirror in individual diner booths before) and grabbed my camera.
We had gone back in time.
Isn’t the town of Fair Haven quaint? I was married in 2001 at the Fair Haven Bed & Breakfast and stayed the weekend there. And we ate at the Greek Restaurant the owners of the Bed & Breakfast owned. It was Nov 10, 2001. I have pictures of the inside ….it was the one and only time I stayed at a Bed & Breakfast. We wandered around Rutland and bought some home made Maple Syrup to take back home. We lived in NY….it was the longest ride of my life. I had moved to Astoria Queens when I married him.