Monday, August 13, 2007

Take Me Home....

My road home takes me through my old stomping grounds and within 15 minutes of the house where I spent the biggest chunk of my life. My heart aches as memories flood in and I yearn to be with all my old friends again.

Suddenly, John Denver gives voice to the deeper place in my heart:

"Country roads, take me home, to the place where I belong... West Virginia!"

Singing at the top of my lungs, I rocket out of New England and west into the hills.


  1. Where in New England were you for a while? Hope you enjoyed it before that hankering yanked you out of here!

    Funny, when I hear John Denver in me memory, I see Danbury, Connecticut, where I grew up and played his records all the time!

    Glad you're home!

  2. Teaching in Huntington, MA (outside of Littleville, which is now under a lake) then Sedgewick, ME for the wedding then with my Dad in Sheepscott, ME. All tiny towns with great stories!

    I spent the largest consistent chunk of my life in Bethany, CT, going in to New Haven to use the darkroom at the Creative Arts Workshop. Back then there were more cows than people, but those people knew your business inside and out. Its a little different there now!

    Drove through Danbury yesterday, lamenting. I still miss the Fair, and hate the Maul!

    BTW--checked out your blog and love it! Can't wait to linger longer. We are kindred spirits!