I walk down the Main Street of Batesville, and I look through the windows of shady video game stores, homely clothing shops, and abandoned businesses of years past. As I step on the same sidewalks of our entrepreneur ancestors, I can see the history of our town in every sign and every window. Glancing up, I see the neatly-made sign of a fairly new boutique: Impulse; I smile. I smile because this makes me feel as though we haven't given up on our history- our roots. On the contrary, it is being promoted with newly painted buildings, and the bustling of the young and old. Main Street has not been forgotten. No, in fact it has taken the unique culture of our generation by the hand, and is charging into the future.
