The next morning, on a whim, Meadow emptied a tank of gasoline driving around the region she had known and enjoyed so well as a child, then as a precocious young teenager. Clifton Forge, she remembered, had a rich history that dated back to the 1700s, even before the great Revolution. It had remained a small town until the 1820s, when iron was discovered, resulting in a burgeoning industry thriving on both sides of the Jackson River.  One of the key citizens of the community owned the largest iron forge and named the town “Clifton” in honour of his father.  Clifton Forge, as a name, became official. She remembered portions of that information, since it had been part of local lore when she was a kid…