…and we are off!
It kicked in when I looked in my rear view mirror and I saw the Boston skyline, for what I know, will be the last time for quite a while. It was what I would call the mental equivalent of heartburn. My eyes swelled as a wave of sorrow rolled through my head. What the hell am I doing? I have lived in Beantown for so many years, and now I am heading off to the South West? I am leaving my friends after thirty years? What the hell am I doing? I am following my dream… Which apparently starts by driving west on I-90 from Boston.
Visiting the past
I arrived in Kent Connecticut around noon today, and met with an old classmate of mine. I thought it would be fun to visit my old high school and see how much it has changed since I graduated in 1984, and stir up some memories.
The first stop on the tour was the North Campus of South Kent (my alma mater). For those that know me, my background is in horticulture, and one of my passions is sustainability. The North campus, known as the Center for Innovation, is just that, a program designed to educate students on sustainability. I am not going to dive into the specifics, but if you are interested in learning more, please click on this link.
It is hard to get the full picture of productivity that happens here when it is 18ºF, with several inches of snow on the ground. However that didn’t stop the chickens, goats, or cows from greeting us and telling us a bit what they do there. Unfortunately I couldn’t understand what they were telling me. Fortunately, Anna Richardson, the Farm Manager and Educator, was able to intervene and give us the low down.
Onto the main campus to see the new (to me) Joseph J. Brown Gymnasium, and the Admiral James and Sybil Stockdale Arena. Needless to say, a lot has changed. What were once dormitories are now offices. Where once there was no dormitory, now there is.
It was also pleasant to see my old football coach is now headmaster, and even another classmate now employed there.
New York Pizza
Anyway, I am now at my sister’s house in Wappinger Falls, New York, and I am exhausted. It was a wonderful day visiting with old friends, and my South Kent family. Now its time for last minute touch-ups for me and my Subaru before we head to Indianapolis on Monday. Peace