A Visit to Three Centralias

It was on a whim back in January that I had the idea that some day in my life, I'd like to visit all of the towns in the USA that are named Centralia. It happened to be that our road trip pathway would put us into fairly close proximity to the three other towns of Centralia that have a ZIP code. We made plans to visit them and take some photos of me standing in front of the welcoming signs.

Centralia, Kansas, is the smallest with about 500 people. It is out in the midst of huge corn fields.

The first Centralia we stopped at was in Kansas. It was also the farthest off our route, but the adventure into corn country was an interesting ride, as it was along the old Pony Express trail that we found ourselves. The nearby town of Marysville had a lot of historical attractions to explore, which we did not. We did, however, stop at Wal-Mart for postcards. I mailed myself a postcard from the Centralia, KS, post office, and told the post misstress where I was from. She was thrilled about my adventure to see all of the Centralias, and she mentioned she often gets mail meant for Centralia, Washington.

Centralia, Missouri, has about 3,200 residents. It was very rainy when we arrived.

Centralia, Missouri, felt a lot like home! It was very rainy, and the little town had a public square complete with gazebo. The design of the post office was strikingly similar to the one in Washington. When I went inside to mail myself a postcard, I mentioned to the postal clerk that I was from the Centralia, Washington, and that in looking up the town's history, I found out that both Centralia's have a local historical event called The Centralia Massacre. I also commented on how the post offices look similarly. It turns out both were built during the 1930s as part of the New Deal construction that took place across the country.

Centralia, Illinois, has about 14, 500 people, just a couple hundred less than Centralia, Washington.

Our final stop was in Centralia, Illinois. We made it to the post office just in the nick of time for me to mail out a postcard to myself. When I spoke to the clerk, he was very intrigued that I had been to all of the other Centralias, and that I came from the one in Washington. He began telling me about the local history, how there was a huge coal mining accident in the 1940s. I remarked how coincidental it was that my Centralia also had a coal mine. We did a brief look of the town and had dinner at the historic Centralia House.

What is interesting to note is that all four towns have a Locust Street. I got pictures of myself with Sheep standing at all Locust Street signs, too. All of the towns have large water towers with Centralia painted on them, with the exception of the one in Washington.

Though I may be partial to Centralia, Washington, I have to say that my birthplace is probably the nicest in terms of the condition of the downtown, as well as residences being maintained.

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