No matter what you may have been thinking, I have NOT gone insane nor has any other such thing befallen me.
Vacations are supposed to be for working people or peeps in school, so I guess the trip we took to Maine couldn't be counted a a vacation for me. Our sister community there (Where the people here in this community originated from some hundred and fifty years ago.) is all but completely abandoned. I've been there nearly every year for the past six years and each visit it got just a little bit more deserted. This visit was the last one we'll be taking. The people left there can be counted on two hands.
That community is over three hundred years old. It started during the time of witch burnings and the Crusade of Cotton Mather, now time has done to it what scared and angry christians couldn't.
The community I live in isn't what it use to be either. There are still around two hundred people here, but more time is spent in Quincy now that any time I can remember. Once you could get up any morning, walk over to the community center, and sit with a dozen or more people having breakfast or coffee.
Now it's usually only four or five sitting there. My neighbor and friend Annalara said it got this way once before, during the seventies when the community first started sending their kids to Quincy public schools and more people were getting jobs there. She says it eventually picked back up and things returned to normal but I can't help to worry about the future and what it will bring to my home.
Lora wants to go away to college in August. With both of us in Western Illinois University the house will be empty again. My step-dad, two sisters and baby brother live next door. None of them want to live here. (My tales of wallgnomes and dead grandma have spooked them a little I guess cause they've started calling the house creepy.)
Not sure how things will turn out but my chances of going away to college and staying there for four years seem slim. I've been living in this community, on this block, with my family for twelve years nearly. My entire world is confined to this little piece of existence and I'm very comfortable here. But Lora has my heart and where she goes so goes Sara.
Well, since I've been home less than an hour I should get offline and unpack. More later...