You don’t see this kind of stuff in the city, on the interstate or inside the beltway. But just a short 2 to 3 hour drive west of the beltway on I68 is Friendsville, Maryland. Take Hwy 42 south up the mountain towards Deep
Creek Lake and you come to this fine establishment at 1593 Friendsville Rd on
the corner of Klotz Rd. The honor system is alive and well in this little corner of our country. Pick out your pumpkin, check the price on the bottom and deposit your dollars through the slot in the heavy orange mailbox. Just to help keep everyone’s honor intact, the mailbox is bolted down and padlocked shut.
She is saying, “I love you, Daddy.”
“No, Daddy, I got it, really.”
These photos are from either ’03 or ’04 when I lived in Morgantown, WV. Yeah, you can get a pumpkin, a stalk of dried corn or a bale of hay just about anywhere, but I used to take my daughter there every year after we discovered it on a fall color expedition. A quick check of Google maps street view shows it is still there. I hope they still have the big orange mailbox with the slot in the top.
Edit in: these photos were shot with my first digital camera, a 3mp Canon S30.