Hardwick Postcard #4: Jumble of Stuff

December’s New England sings monochromatic variations of gray, white, and conifer dark green – except for us, who live here.

Like a jigsaw puzzle, this Hardwick storefront window of used things perpetually enchants my girls. Years ago, I raided a treasure trove on the back shelves, of used anthropology books.

Never depend upon institutions or government to solve any problem. All social movements are founded by, guided by, motivated and seen through by the passion of individuals.

– Margaret Mead

Here’s an essay of mine recently picked up that begins, When my daughter was 17, she smashed her fist through her dad’s car window in a fit of anger….

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Hardwick, Vermont

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