A flyer came in the mail today. Founders Day is a week from Friday.
Anna frowned slightly at the brightly colored sheet her mother thrust into her hands. The bulk of the page was a vintage mid-19th century sepia photograph of Main Street in Crystal Springs, overlaid with jaunty graphics declaring the annual Crystal Springs Founders Day celebration.
Back in the late 1860s, the nearby town of Crystal Springs had sprung up practically overnight as a mining boomtown. The coal vein had played out by the middle of the following century, but the small town was proud of its heritage. Each summer, they celebrated what they thought of as Founders Day with a parade down Main Street followed by a giant picnic and capping off the festivities with a family-friendly dance at the fairgrounds in the nearby town of Eagleton.
There was a time when Anna had looked forward to the annual event. Now, she scowled at the announcement.