memories – New England's Narrow Road

by Pam

Remembering Richie at Christmas

Last year Richie was with us for Christmas and he was a pest. He tore the ribbons off the packages and wanted to be right in the middle of all the festivities. That was his personality. He seemed fearless and he was very demanding. He’d look at me with half closed eyes as if to […]

My Grandfather

I didn’t grow up in a family that did a lot of talking to each other. In fact it saddens me that I know so little about the history of my grandparents. My grandmother’s mother (and maybe her father?) came from Denmark. My grandmother worked in the mill and my grandfather was a mailman. He […]