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

Saturday, February 18, 2012


When someone that has served you, entertained you, worked with you, enlightened, or amused you passes away it is, obviously, a sad time.  We feel the absence of those that touch us personally up close, or from a distance.  What they did for us will always be remembered.

We will mourn them, and remember the moments they shared with us, the gifts they gave to us, and we will file them away in a special place, and then move on.

Today, it's the moving on part that seems to have society flummoxed.

Whitney Houston passed away on February 11th, one week ago.  Today, a funereal service will be held in Newark, New Jersey.  When I first heard she passed away I was as taken back.  Somehow, I didn't truly expect her death to happen so soon, but I did expect it sometime in the near future.  I am comfortable in knowing that now she is safe.

This woman's personal life is none of my business, but it has been pushed at me from all angles.  I enjoyed her songs, and her moments on the screen.  This is what she chose to share with me.  She did not choose to share anything else,with exception of the reality show did with her then husband, Bobby Brown.  I chose not to tune in.  To me she was a singer, and an actress, and that is what I enjoyed about her.  

The media has spent more moments, over the past seven days,  reporting to us about the passing of Whitney Houston than they did with passing of Ronald Reagan.

Is it what we demand to see, or is it because the media feels we need to see it?  Maybe, something altogether different.  A bit more self centered on behalf of the networks.  Offer more of the same, in a different way, over and over, and it will attract more viewers.  More viewers, equal high numbers for ratings.  Those numbers set the price they offer for advertising.

Could something as sad, and solemn as a celebrity, and mothers, death be used to line the make money for the networks?  Of course.  It is done everyday, and this past week was no different.

All I wish for is that she be allowed to rest in peace, and that the media moves on.

Respect comes in all forms, and that would be one of them.

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