There have been many changes in Colusa since we moved here 28 years ago. Sometimes I feel nostalgic. Nostalgia comes from two words; the Greek nostos = homecoming and Homeric algos = pain. Basically, homesick. Missing how things were.
Things missed: Knowing almost everyone you met, El Central, Gino’s Restaurant, Chungs, cheerful Angelo at the post office, Ray’s Bikes, The Women’s Club, Sun Herald three times a week, the three old gents who used to sit on the courthouse bench every day watching the world go by.
Flip side? Now we have: Three stop lights so we can actually cross the street without body armour and life insurance. Williams Pioneer Review. Friends of the Library, Garden Club, Rotary, Lions, Soroptimists, Omega Nu, Veterans. New businesses and restaurants. School population growing. Folks like Messick’s, Davison’s, Fouch’s, Johnson’s, Sankey’s, Hoblit’s, CRMC, to mention a few, that continue to thrive and contribute to the community. A wide variety of clinics with excellent M.D.s, PA’s, Nursing Staff and Physical Therapists
There’s more entertainment; events at the Fairgrounds, Colusa Casino, Colusa Theatre, Williams concerts and Colusa Tenth Street Park.
Yes, things have changed. Naturally! It’s amusing to think that TODAY will be someone’s nostalgia in a few years. As Doug Larsen said, “Nostalgia is a file that removes the rough edges from the good old days”. Carol King and James Otto sang, “These are the good old days”. Indeed. ■