Oakmont: Small Town America, Big Time Golf
June 11, 2008
There are actually two Oakmonts, depending on how you define the word green.
The real Oakmont is the quintessential all-American town, as green as the freshly mowed lawns and the walking path—called the boulevard arboretum—which runs along railroad tracks through the dual main street. One mile wide and one mile high, as they say, Oakmont is a postcard of flag-waving enthusiasm, with shops, restaurants, an old-fashioned post office, cafes, a one-screen movie theater and the best homemade ice cream west of Penn State’s Creamery.
And everyone walks everywhere.
“It reminds me of the little town under the Christmas tree,” says Marc Serrao, owner of the Oakmont Bakery, a local business on the main thoroughfare that is celebrating its 20th year in business. Serrao has lived here most of his life. “It’s a place where you know everyone and everyone knows you and your children.”
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