Out along the prairie line approaching Oklahoma, is the little town of Campo. The business district is mostly vacant and sitting collecting the dust of times gone past. The corner café keeps Main Street from being completely empty. It is a little town that probably will never perish because of its location. It is a gateway to the Comanche Grasslands and on the busy Ports to Plains highway.
There is still a village government and the local constables keep the coffers from going empty. Some people just don’t want to slow down passing through until they see the flashing lights. Campo was also in the center of the dust bowl and a few reminders of those days are present. There are a variety of pictures of the town and its neighbors from those dirty days. Today the traffic flies by and the dust does not stop, it keeps on going someplace.
The empty store fronts on the road way harkens back to a day, when small towns were the heart of America. Now the few ghosts sit under the canopy watching traffic pass. The corner coffee shop has the local town news. Pause for breakfast, listen to the locals cuss and discuss the weather or prices of crops. The waitress hustles the coffee pot around, the cook yells, order up, and conversation goes on.
Outside the trucks rumble by, shaking the ground as the press onward to their destination. Nearby the rails sit silently, awaiting the next coal train to go south or returning empties. The grain elevator sits in slow status of natural destruction. A lone sentential next to the rails, a reminder of when business was on the railroad.
Over 100 hardy souls call the little prairie village home. Working on farms or maybe one of the government jobs. The grasslands are nearby and are operated under the Nation Forest Service. Picnic grounds and trails dot the lands. It is a land of mystery and surprises. Petroglyphs have been found in some caves that some suspect may have been Viking. There are the Indian artifacts spread around the areas, fossils, millions of years old and a herd of Big Horn Sheep call the grasslands home.
Campo will be a little wide spot on the road from here to there for years to come.