This gentleman was sitting on the bench in the square under one of the big pecan trees by the courthouse. He looked so peaceful as he waited - for whom, I don't know. He is typical of some of the folks in Georgetown. Life is easier here, somewhat slower. I often wish for a more progressive town center - plazas, fountains, flowers, but then I'm reminded that this place has existed pretty much as it is for over 100 years. I bet that our friends from the past rested under this tree, too.
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