The 2-week pit stop I’m making in my hometown, between moving from Germany to California, has given me the ideal opportunity to capture where I’m from.
It may be an unprecedented teeny blip on a map to everyone else, but to me it’s home.
For only being 181 years old, my little town holds so much history.
The Eckhart Carriage Company was founded in 1874 and transformed into the Auburn Automobile Company in 1900. The company hand-made Cord and Duesenberg cars, beginning in 1903 but failing in 1937. Every Labor Day weekend, my town hosts the world’s largest automotive auction where 80,000 people come from all over the world.
Most of the original landmarks in my town are still standing. We have 4 buildings on the United States’ National Register of Historic Places.
Our Public Library was built in 1900, the Jail in 1913, the Courthouse in 1914, the Auburn Hotel in 1922, Post Office in 1934, and the Auburn Water & Electricity Company in 1898.
The courthouse square is adorned with boutiques, cake shops, offices, bars, restaurants and artwork.
Along with the history of the town are numerous parks, dating back to the early 1900s, and serene areas to enjoy a picnic or read a book.
My hometown may not look like much to everyone else but it is one of my favorite places in the world, as I’ve spent a quarter of a century living there.
Now that it’s time to move on from here, I hope I don’t forget about this little place and what it means to me.
Where is your hometown and what does it mean to you?
I always get a kick out of hearing people say, “where’s that?” when I tell them that I’m from Indiana. Have you ever heard of my state?