Wednesday, July 15, 2009
My Hometown
I always thought my hometown was cool. Big D called it snobby. And truth be told, a lot of snobby people do live there. But I wasn't one of them.
Well apparently Money Magazine thought my hometown was pretty cool, too. So cool, in fact, that they made it #37 of their 100 Best Places to Live 2009! "A bedroom community of Boston with unemployment lower than the national average, Easton has a classic New England downtown that quickly yields to farmland."
Yes, they do have quite a bit of farmland! And beautiful open fields, ponds, woods, etc. I grew up outdoors. No sitting around watching TV all day unless you were sick!
I saw the article this morning, and it made me a little homesick. I always get a little homesick when it's 115° out. I would like nothing better than to be sitting on the beach on Cape Cod right now. At least I never got heat stroke there. But that's another blog for another day.
I'm just so proud of my little hometown, and I wanted to share it with all of you.
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It was a beautiful sunny day here. 77, partly cloudy with a nice breeze. This is comfortable. This is home. Sorry you are feeling home sick.
It must be in the air. I am feeling hometown pride as well. Maybe you need to take a trip back up there and remember why it is the 37th greatest place in America, and #1 in your heart!
very cool, i checked out that link, it looks nice. i can see why it made the list...
Remember Mermaids was filmed there? I love Cher.
I'll be there in 2 wks. Cape Cod, too! I'll have a lobster roll for ya.
I get homesick for Iowa too, but I can't ever imagine really living there again.
I try not to complain about the heat, cause I would much rather battle that than have to hibernate from the cold for 5 months out of the year. Yuck!
Mr.M... YOU SUCK!! LOL! (This kinda reminds me of all the winter posting, when you cold norther's were the ones having weather envy!)
It' our turn!
Yes, you can live just about anywhere but there are very few places you can call "home".
It looks beautiful but I'm inclined to agree with Big D. If it's on the East Coast, it's probably snobby. Sorry all you East-Coasters! It's just been my experience.
Home is the place where, when you have to go there, they have to take you in.
Robert Frost
Mass is old money...so being called snob does not surprise me one bit ...My aunt, paternal side, lived in Medford Mass...how much snobier can you get...you tell me... I often visited with them when growing up back east and just loved that Bostinian Accent... Keep on trucking...you're not a snob in my books...You've always been up front, kind and open...a real Mass girl...!
Let me clarify one thing: When I grew up in Easton, it was a real small town where everyone knew everyone. And I mean EVERYONE! As I got older, there were a lot of million dollar homes built, and a lot of moneyed people moved in. This is when real estate went through the roof and Easton became known as a 'snobby' town.
none the less ann...lots of old money in Mass...! not the nouveau riche off the stock market
that's awesome! the pic is beautiful :)
Of course it's a wonerful place, you came from there! ;)
I don't really have a place that I consider 'home'. The longest place we lived was in Utah, but none of my close family is there anymore. Now home to me is just wherever my two favorite boys are.
Ann..you're being humble...not only did it all start in Mass but hence went forward...are u just shy or just ignorant of history...?
I think you're just one shy biker chick babe who knows a lot more than she's letting us know...and that's why we love you...!
I'm not shy at all, and I know where I grew up. It was a small town that was poor, and grew into something different. Trust me. When my parents got married in '56, they moved into my Dad's parents house, which still had an outhouse. I know my roots, Baron. :)
I hear yah loud and clear. Where I grew up is, and always will be my home.
Home is where your heart is...the proof is in this post.
Well, you know I pass through your old stomping grounds quite a bit. Easton is still a very nice town, despite the influx of the uber rich. I'm sure the "townies" still carry some weight on the Board of Selectmen. You're lucky to have grown up there; I grew up in the city till I was 12, and it pretty much sucked.
You'd love it here today, upper 80's and humid - for like the first time! Woo hoo!
I wanna go! Will you be my tour guide :)
that is pretty cool.
I'd take a few degrees off your hands. It's a little unseasonably cool here today, and quite cold at the fair this evening!
We were always outside too, but I grew up on the southern end of the east coast in central FL. My mom still lives there and Pearl and I go to visit her often. A while back I rode through some of my old neighborhood places and took a bunch of black and whites to put together a nostalgia album. Those places sure seemed a lot bigger when I was a kid!
I didn't know Easton was a big deal. My parents must have lived on the poor side bordering Brockton right on Rt 138. They have since moved to western Maryland and my Dad hates it. He wishes everyday that he was back in Boston. Not me, I like it here in the Delaware & Maryland region of the Mid Atlantic.
RC: Your parents may have known my parents...My Dad grew up on Rt 138 near Hilliards. Then I grew up on Elm St, right off Rt 138!
I love my hometown but I'd wouldn't move back unless I absolutely had to. I miss it when I'm not there but when I visit I can't wait to get back to what I'm used to here.
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