Story of West Arch Gate
My exploratory childhood only carried me this far west of this village. On one rare occasion I snuck out of “Special grandma’s” (She raised me when I was little) house and rambled down the market. At my childhood time, never ventured that far from the house, I had the impression that this west arch gate marked the western tip of this village. “Could this be the end of the village?” I had no idea. Clearly there were houses past the gate.
Perhaps this gate used to demarcate the western limit of the village at one point in ancient times.