When it comes to road trips, the better half and I would much rather gain new ground than make a return trip. We’ve made a few exceptions, however, and did so yesterday with Waterford, a residential village a few miles north of Leesburg.
Lying in the foothills, this quiet, bedroom community comes alive every October for their annual fall fair. In their 70th year, the juried crafts show is the oldest in Virginia.
Lots of places offer a lineup such as this one – crafts, living history, food, traditional music, haystacks. This one, however, stands out with Waterford’s uniqueness as a residential village that has shunned commercialism, and the fact there is very little through traffic. Adding charm is the layout of streets, which follow no symmetrical pattern, and the backdrop of the Shenandoahs.
A tip of the hat to the Waterford Foundation. They and the townfolk put on a great show.
She told me about their “The Of the Student, By the Student, For the Student™ Service Learning Project.” Students as young as 12 produce mini-documenaries about some aspect of history along this protected route.
Ken Burns – look out!
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If there was an exact middle point between the North and the South during the war, it might have been Waterford. Loudoun County was rebel territory, but the Quakers tipped to the Union.
How tough it must have been for them. Samuel Steer, who lived in this house, was captured and spent time in a Confederate prison. Undaunted, his daughter co-edited the pro-Union Waterford news.
Samuel C. Means, a Quaker gristmill owner in Waterford led the Independent Loudoun Virginia Rangers, the only organized body of troops from the state of Virginia to fight in the Union Army.
Doesn’t get any more quaint than a gussied-up corner store.