Saturday, October 12, 2019

Brewster, NE


When I was younger, we would visit Brewster, NE.  Like most of rural Nebraska, the population has gotten smaller.  I pulled into town and took a walk down main street.




This is the Blaine County courthouse.  I bet the line here for your vehicle registration is far smaller than where you live.  The hours of operation are not full-time.

 I don't recall this auto repair store being operational.  In fact, the only evidence of it's purpose from the sign at the top of building.  It is a well-made building and the gas pump out front is a nice touch.


If I ever open an antique shop, I would want to own the building outright.  No one gets rich selling vintage and antiques, and paying rent on top of it can be a killer.  I noticed this building from far away, and thought it would make a nice shop.  When I got closer, it appears great minds think alike.  No word on hours or the name of the shop.  The owner likely comes in when when she/he feels like it.

 An actual phone booth, no phone though.
 This is Doc Middleton's (who lived in Brewster for a spell).  When I was young you could get a food and drink here.  I remember it being very busy during the centennial.  There were also potato sack races out front.  I don't recall my exact age, but I was still in elementary and older.  I was the only one who participated, then two older men joined from the crowd.  I easily won, and they gave me some money for winning.  I was most appreciative.  The building is abandoned, but there are still chairs and tables inside.
 That is the North Loop in the distance.  It is a pretty area that Brewster sits at.
This is Uncle Buck's Lodge.  It is still going and the reviews are positive.  It looks like you can get  food and a place to stay.  It was built after I left, so it's a new building.  It is right along Highway 7.
I was told growing up that Brewster applied to be the state capital of Nebraska.  I'm sure it's fortunes would have been different had it been chosen.  It was nice visiting the village from my youth.

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