Trains, Santa, and Big Chairs

I’ve been passing through Thomasville, North Carolina, most all of my life. As a child, it was around the halfway point on the trip to visit my grandparents. Stretching my little five-year-old neck out of the passenger side window of Momma’s ‘69 Camaro to see the Big Chair, I always marveled at how someone wasContinue reading “Trains, Santa, and Big Chairs”