The town I consider my hometown is Buffalo, Wyoming. It's a very small town. Currently it has a population of around 5000. When I was growing up there, the population was closer to 3200. Small indeed.
We had three seasons growing up--tourist season, hunting season and winter. The mountains are literally in the back yard--you drove 15 minutes out of town and you were in the Big Horns. I spent a lot of time in the mountains with my family growing up.
However, I never really liked the town. Growing up it was obvious that we were not of the haves, we were have nots. I was nerdy and a bookworm and just never really fit in. I was very happy to get out when I headed to college. I went home for breaks but soon found that I was making excuses not to go home. I was making a new home in Laramie, Wyoming, where I had met Nick.
Now Laramie is my home town and I'm quite content to only visit Buffalo on rare occasions. Buffalo does have a lot to offer for the traveler though--it is an easy half day drive from Yellowstone, and from the Black Hills. It's right on the intersection of I90 and I25.
Check out the website dedicated to Buffalo.
Check out the once a week paper as well.
|Looking North up Main Street.|
|Looking south down Main Street|
|The huge outdoor pool I lifeguarded at for three summers.|
For a place to grow up it wasn't bad, it just didn't have a lot of options. And since I never felt I fit in there, I was relieved to leave. I found a place I fit in far better.
Go see Gretchen for more Hometown spins.