One of the random stops I made along the way was in Genoa,
Colorado. That’s where you’ll find the Wonder Tower (and really not much else).
This was one of those roadside attractions built in the 1930s, back when Family
Vacation meant piling everyone into the car and driving across the U.S. And the
Wonder Tower was built up with all the fanfare and hype that you would expect
from the period. At the time, it was the tallest point between Denver and NYC –
and especially with the flatness of the surrounding area, it is a towering
tower that you can see from miles away.
Pulling up, you see
the sign that says “See 6 States” – and apparently the old observation deck had
a telescope mounted so that you could peer into 5 of the surrounding states.
The museum exhibits, added in 1967 by a new owner, boasted much memorabilia,
including a significant Native American artifact collection.
But nowadays, it’s
all boarded up and closed. No trespassing signs line the perimeter, and a sign
touting the peril this landmark faces sits prominently on the main gate. A bit
of online research shows that a few people have now purchased it and are still
hoping to be able to reopen it someday – but they definitely have their hands
full to accomplish that cool but overwhelming task.
It’s too bad. Often
when I drive to these old-time places, I try to imagine my parents there –
probably in the 40s and 50s, when they did a lot of car drives. Connecting to
our past makes me nostalgic for those people long since gone – imaging what
they did 50 years ago, and wishing that I had been more observant and more
inquisitive when I had the chance.
So I will continue
to make random stops along the way, and I will continue to wax nostalgic. It’s
not only just who I am, but in my own way it does connect me to my past.
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