Our tree farm is about seven miles west of Lawrenceville. The property records are in Lawrenceville and that is where we made the buying deal. The city was founded just after the Civil War. It is a pretty little town, but kind of dead. Incomes are low. Everyone was friendly to me and very informal.
A very interesting are the accents. It is not quite the usual southern accent, more like a mixture of tidewater and upland.
Here are some pictures.

Main Street. If a cute little town was close to Washington, the houses would be worth a fortune. Here they are not. I think a dog sleeping in the middle of that street would not have much to fear from traffic 
Every Southern town has a Confederate memorial, usually like this one: a sort of pensive single soldier standing on top of a column. In back of Johnny Reb stands the Lawrenceville Historical Society. It does not have long hours, so I have never been in inside. 
The Court House. I had a good time looking up the records of my property. It was all contained in fat books. As you got farther back, they started to be hand written.
