September 1, 2005



Start: Washington D.C.
End:
Winchester, Virginia
Mileage: 75 miles
Route taken: Route 50 west exit at
Winchester.

 

        It wasn’t going to be a very productive day of riding, I knew that before I even got on the motorcycle.

        My day had started late, my allergies were driving me nuts and rendered me quite useless.

        It really is quite mystifying to me why I can’t get rid of them, but it really is a fight I undertake on a daily basis, especially if I am near pine trees.

        Unfortunately my hotel was right near a forest and even though I take medicine, it never seems to fully help. If I wasn’t so cheap, I would buy the good stuff at the pharmacy, but my stubbornness prevents me shelling out $16 for Claritin, so I suffer.

        Because of that my day didn’t start until 11 a.m. and by the time I got Libertad packed up and ready to go it was past noon.

        Half the day gone, I didn’t figure on getting too far, but was estimating I could at least get into West Virginia. Libertad had other ideas.

        She was running really hot and not being very responsive, and I knew the answer probably rested in the oil.

        It had been about 5,000 miles since the last oil change and even though I was running synthetic, it was time for some attention in that area.

        Winchester, Virginia had a Harley-Davidson dealership so I aimed for there. When I got there they had time to do the oil change and I had a couple of other concerns, so they looked at those as well.

        The biggest worry for me was the front brakes. They were soft and I figured they needed new pads. My brake caliper is from a Honda Goldwing that an old mechanic had put in and didn’t tell me. I found out that when my new mechanic spent an entire day trying to figure out what kind of brake pads I needed.

        So fortunately I had a set of my brake pads with me in case I needed them. I gave them to the mechanic at the Harley dealer and he noticed my rotor was grooved. We decided to replace that as well.

        He had the bike all torn apart, but couldn’t get the brake pads to fit in the caliper. I was lucky my mechanic was around and he told me the solution was to grind the brake pads down a bit. The service guys at Harley won’t do that, so he just tightened the brakes up and put everything back together like it was.

        With all the work and the delays it was 5:30 and I only had about two hours of daylight remaining. I probably could have made it to Martinsburg, West Virginia, but I wasn’t really motivated to ride, so I decided on staying the night.

        I am a big believer in fate and events happening for a reason, but couldn’t figure out why this day had been such a waste and why I was stuck in this little town.

        The answer was at 608 South Kent Street. That is the current home of Richard and Melissa Lozeau. They have been living there since April and when they first rented the three-bedroom home didn’t realize they were about to live where a legend had grown up.

                                                                        

        The town of Winchester never much liked Patsy Cline and the feeling was mutual. Cline lived in the town, but never took pride in it and the residents and officials of the city spent most of her live ignoring her.

        Even when she was famous they thought little of her and that feeling carried on even after her death in 1963.

        Though it is more than 40 years later, the town may be ready to forgive Cline for what they thought was her immoral behavior.

        The town had a festival earlier this year and on Sept. 3 was going to dedicate a sign in front of her home designating it as a historical landmark.

        The town of approximately 24,000 people have a Patsy Cline Festival that runs during Labor Day weekend, but also will have a museum that is being planned in the next couple of years.    

        The Patsy Cline fan club also wants to turn her home into a sort of museum, which thrills a lot of people except the Lozeau family.

        They are paying about $200 less for the home then they would a comparable place and Richard would like to sign a longer lease to ensure he and his family can stay there.

        “This is a great place,” said Richard, who moved her from Providence, Rhode Island about three years ago. “The school system is really good and it’s a nice place to live.”

        Richard has even started fixing up the house. A painter, he has been able to replace the lime green paint with white paint and black for the shutters.

        “The people that come here don’t bother us much,” Richard said. “They take a picture and look and then leave. No one comes knocking on the door.”

        The family did get to meet Lynn Anderson. The country music star was in town and wanted to see the house. She is the only person they have let in to see it and they were rewarded with autographs and pictures.   

        Saturday was going to be a big day at the house. The city was expecting hundreds of people, but the Lozeau family wasn’t too worried.

        “It should be pretty exciting,” Melissa said. “We will have a front row seat for it, so that will be good.”