When I was a boy growing up in Wagoner this was the blacksmith shop. The shop was open in the front about where the big for sale sign is now. I don't remember his name but the smith was a big man usually wearing bib overalls with no shirt underneath. In my mind's eye I see him standing at his coal fired furnace pulling something glowing white hot then pounding it at a waist high anvil. Every time the hammer came down the sparks flew. That would have been about 1950.
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Enjoyed visiting so much and seeing that old black smith building. Brought back memories of my younger days.
I love the patina of the old building. There used to be lots of different type businesses around.
Wonderful, beautiful blue skies!
I guess I missed the blacksmith era, but I do remember the farrier who put shoes on our pony when I was a kid.
Have a great day!
Lea
Lea's Menagerie
Love the way an old building, or whatever, evokes memories of childhood.
You bring back memories for me Bill. My Dad was a blacksmith.
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