Gee, so I do have time for a quick post after all. I went to a neat little town this afternoon called New Salem. It has these great old buildings in the town square like the one above, or the church below built in 1794.
But the real prize to be found when visiting New Salem requires you to go down this dirt road behind the old buildings, past a pile of newly cut logs.
Soon you will see picnic tables and a hint of the view beyond.
Here is the majestic vista to be seen at the end of the road, where you can see over the treetops the Quabbin and the hills and mountains beyond that enclose our great Valley.
Sitting at one of the tables was a historian doing some writing.
When he left I saw these words carved into the table.
Cool Shirt
My friend Rhythom has this t-shirt that says, "All My Heroes Have Always Killed Cowboys."
When he was young he didn't play cowboys and Indians. He played Native Peoples versus Western Imperialist Oppressors.
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