Hell of a Guy

Six Hundred Twenty-Four…


If we were talking about the national debt, 624 might not sound big.  On the flipside, if we were talking about weight, 624 would be huge.  624 sounds like a nice number.  It can be divided into even parts by using the numbers 2, 3, 6, 12 and so on.  Divided by 12, it makes a very neat 52 dozen of something.  All silliness that aside, what is the big deal about 624 of anything?

If you have happened on this inane website before, you have no doubt seen me refer to the number 711 more than a couple of times.  The number 711 is significant, especially if you live in Beautiful Downtown Berkeley Springs, West Virginia.  You see, in the year 2000 at the end of the national census count there appeared to be 711 souls domiciled in this little village (it’s not big enough to be considered and actual “town”).  Make that 711 happy souls. 

Berkeley Springs, West Virginia is a neat place to live.  Why just today a once-a-year event took place; the opening of the Berkeley Springs Farmers’ Market happened at 10am this very day.  It will run into mid-October.  We have springs festivals here like the International Water Tasting wherein water from all over the country and world and tasted by a group of judges, and as silly as it may sound, one is selected as the best.  Believe me, it’s a big deal here.  We also have a fall event we call the Apple Butter Festival.  The ABF is huge with hundreds of craftsmen and craftswomen selling their goods, and food mongers mongering their specialties.  Food mongers?

Actually, Berkeley Springs, West Virginia is a tourist destination.  People come from far and wide to visit the Country Inn and the mineral spring baths, and maybe to get a massage from one of the many masseuses that seemingly out number the residents of the village by a wide margin.  There are some wonderful restaurants here, and one that is simply too good for words; oh, and the people here are as nice as they can be.

While the county population grew some 17%, the village lost 87 of its citizens.  I suppose they fled the hustle and bustle of the thriving metropolis we locals call The Town of Bath for the bucolic, less vibrant life of the suburbs. 

Regardless of where these people may have found a new place to refer to as their habitual abodes, they have caused me an issue.  From now on I have to remember to refer to my home as Beautiful Downtown Berkeley Springs, West Virginia, population 624. 

The 624 just doesn’t have the sex appeal of 711.

And that is all I have to say about that…

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