Those of you who know me have probably wondered when I was going to talk about the Blythewood Garden Club. Well, here goes.
When I came to Blythewood in 1977, the town was pretty small and calm. You might even say dull.
My first clue that this was a caring and active community was the Blythewood Garden Club. I saw an elderly lady with a watering can in a struggling flower bed in a hard, rocky median where the I-77 bridge is now. The Blythewood Garden Club had planted daffodils there and they had to be watered by hand.
Later I saw flower boxes in full bloom in front of the five or six stores in downtown Blythewood. These signs encouraged me greatly!…