It was a long, hot trip. There was a little restroom in the back, I
wore a shift dress with browns, reds and oranges that went with a basket
purse. The driver announced there was a
dinner break at Roseburg. And I remember
everyone descended to a cafeteria, a little cafe, at the Greyhound depot.
A basket purse 1960s, from Etsy |
So Roseburg has remained in
my travel memories from High School, and I am sure in many travel memories of
those who used Greyhound. When I looked
up the Greyhound station at Roseburg, Oregon, on Google Earth Street Views, a
mini-drama shows a bus stopped at the permanently closed Greyhound depot and
there is a person with luggage just up the street. A McMenamin's Restaurant has restored an
historic building nearby.
There are some resources on
the internet for the Oregon Shakespeare Festival from the 1960s. Outside in the dark at the theater costumed
dancers performed close into the audience before the play began, we did not see
the featured play that season, A Midsummer Night's Dream. I believe we saw Two Gentlemen of
Verona.
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