Granada - History & Hospitality

Granada COBill saddled up Blackie and rode out of Lamar. We traveled east on 385 and made our way to Granada. The traffic was somewhat heavy but otherwise the ride was smooth sailing. I drove up ahead to search for an internet connection. I often end up driving around looking for an unencrypted wireless network, although most major hotel chains have wireless internet, so that’s usually my first choose.  Small towns don’t usually have hotels, so I then have to search for internet.

I met back up with Brenda in the after noon and we asked some locals about a place we could camp out for the night. Lucky there was a open field right in town that was perfect for us. We got settled in and where getting ready to call it a night when a visitor came to see us. It turned out to be the mayor of Granada. She was very nice and directed us to a local restaurant called Chez W. DuVall’s Restaurant & Shoppe. There we met owners Myrna and John DuVall.

The family atmosphere was apparent the moment we stepped in the door. Simple clean and elegant, Chez W. DuVall’s was a nice surprise, though I could tell it was popular when we first arrived in town, as there where plenty of cars in their parking lot. Bill told Mr. DuVall about our journey while Mr. DuVall told us all about Granada and the local area. We also got to meet a local icon, Lorence McMillin.

My impression of Mr. McMillin was that of a humble man. We learned that he was the town mayor for twelve years, and was on the city counsel for twenty years. Born and raised in the area, Mr. McMillin is a well of information and history. He told us about the The Amache Japanese Internment Camp which is just outside Granada. He explained that the government purchased about 10 miles of local farmland. I was curious if the farmers where asked to sell or told to and if the locals where opposed to the camp. He replied no. The camp brought a large influx on people to the area. Today many of the local buildings contain brick that the government sold of when the closed the camp. Mr. McMillin was 9 years old when the camp was created. I found this link if anyone is interested in learning about the camp.

You can meet Mr. McMillin at his barbershop in town if you need a trim. He is the only licensed barber in the county, so he get pretty busy. Though if you wait your sure to hear a thing or two.