Our current job has us in Gray, Georgia. It is a tiny place just northeast of Macon. One afternoon last week I went exploring on my bicycle. This is what I found.
Apparently in 1825, LaFayette stopped here and made an address.
One of the things that makes a town a 'town' is the establishment of a church. This one was built in 1810. At that time, Gray was at the leading edge of the frontier.
The city cemetery seemed to go forever into the woods. Unfortunately, I was in flip-flops and I don't relish the thought of poison oak and fire ant bites so further exploring would have to wait for another day.