Autumn in the North Cemetery.

Sixty miles west of Boston, Massachusetts there is the small New England town of Sturbridge. Located at the junction of I-90 (The Mass Pike), and I-84 it has become known as the "Crossroads of New England". The town was first settled over 300 years ago, and like other small New England towns it has grown just enough over the years to be in a difficult place today. How do we embrace the future without forgetting how we got to our present? How do we attract the right kind of growth, and maintain who we are? And, what about our culture out here in Central Massachusetts?



These pages will cause one to think about how to protect what we have, our future direction, and how to move on in the very best way.


Those thoughts, and other ramblings, will hopefully inspire more thought, conversation, action, and occasionally a smile...

...seems to be working so far

Monday, March 8, 2010

Time To Decompress, Recharge, and Make Memories

We took off for the weekend a little early this year. It was long overdue.

Usually, Mary and I head up to Maine for a long weekend in May, but this year Cape Cod was calling. The Cape is a place that both of us have experienced many times during our lives, and has so many memories for each of us. Strange thing is we have only been there, together, once in the past five years.

I realized that this weekend, and I think I know why. For most of my adult life the Cape has been one of those places that not only was fun to explore, but a place to go for healing and reflection as well. It is also a place to share. Well, since Mary and I have been together, there was no need for reflection, and healing, and we have found many other places to explore. I think it was the sharing part that finally came into play, and sometimes that takes longer to be able to do that.

As a teenager, the Cape was a great place to build memories. Many other memories came over the years, and it was nice to share the memory of those places with Mary this weekend. It was a long time in coming.

One thing that I noticed as I searched for those memory places was just how much the Cape has changed. Maybe they were little changes each year, but for someone that has not been there in a long time those little changes have a way of filling a bucket. The landscape, the coastline, buildings, and roads have all had their share of change over time. Just enough of a difference to remove the past from the present, and although it is a bit anti-nostalgic, it is a great way to have new experiences without the hindrances of the past.

Today, I have many great, new memories.

We gotta do this more often.

Photo: Coast Guard Beach, National Seashore, Cape Cod


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