It's hard not to like Claunch. From the
post office and library to the abandoned swing sets next to the Claunch
Womens' Club, this town's uniqueness is unique. Even the name is cool.
I think "Claunch" should also be a verb -- the expression "to
have Claunched" meaning "to have had the good fortune of being
momentarily in the center of the universe."
For those of you who have not yet
I'll tell you what you're missing. NM 55 is a beautiful stretch of road
between Mountainair and Carrizozo, with some fascinating 90 degree
and remains of old houses scattered along the way. If you love to
as I do, this is a road you'll enjoy. Halfway through is Claunch.
The little town is a mix of buildings -- a few abandoned, a few more
a few idling somewhere in-between.
As I walked through the town, a little
up to me, self-consciously seeking a pat on the head. An elderly couple
waved from the distance while walking arm in arm down the street. The
swings by the Womens' Club rocked quietly in the breeze. How
to know that the center of the universe is being so well tended.
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image to see a larger picture)
Yeah, right - like anyone
would want to leave Claunch.
NM 55 runs straight through the
center of the universe.
Swingsets rest idly in the
September evening glow.