I have been pondering this small town life. When i wrote about a local man passing away i had no idea how close that death would circle in on my life. It turns out that he was a childhood friend of a co-worker. He was a friend to many. For a few days everywhere i went people were talking about it, memorial notices posted in coffee shop windows, clerks at the beer & wine store in tears. His memorial service had hundreds of people. He was respected, he was liked.
We pondered aloud at work last night how many people would come to our memorials? How strong are our tendrils in this community?
I know that for me living in a small community has many advantages. Mainly that my kids can live in a place that protects them from growing up too soon. We are not hundreds of miles away from civilization, we are a thirty minute drive from a reasonably large urban center. They will have plenty of opportunities to find mischief. For now, they are content to be kids for a bit longer than children their age in large cities would.
Living in a small town also has it's drawbacks. People know you. They know where you work. They make assumptions. They love to gossip. Last year when my marriage fell apart i felt the fissure as the community split. Sides taken. Secrets told. Assumptions made.
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Hey Jess... are you still madly in love with London Fogs? I just tried Starbuck's new Vanilla Rooibos Latte (for coffee I'll stay with Moziros)
and OMG!!! The drink will send you to a new place.
Posted by three trees | February 26, 2009 3:12 PM