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5.0(2 reviews)
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I've mentioned in other reviews my "happy place," which centers around upstate NY and northwestern…read moreCT. It was and still is. When I was still a child, my parents would come up yearly in October to the village/town of Salisbury, in the foothills of the Berkshires, for its annual "antique fair." It had a town hall with a Revolutionary War era cemetery in the back (my 1st encounter with a cemetery; I remember walking with my father among the crumbling tombstones), the stately Scoville Library, which was established in 1803 as the 1st "public library" in the U.S., various quaint shops and stores, and surrounding forests and lakes. I was a hyperactive kid with a short attention span, but those rides up through Amenia, Millbrook and Millerton into the northwest corner of CT remain some of my most treasured memories. Traveling through the hills and mountains, the winding rural roads and highways, the pastoral grandeur and loveliness of everything I saw out the car window as we drove along, the sense of history going back centuries as we finally came to Salisbury and walked its age-old streets-- all of it inspired me, soothed me, gladdened me, restored me-- from those ancient times of childhood up to and including the advancing decrepitude of my seniority. Even though I haven't been in several years, the area lives vividly on in my memory. One of the very last times I was up there was when I drove my elderly parents through the region again, not long before they died. It was a long, meandering drive, but they appreciated it, and I remember it as one of the last happy times we had together. In reality, of course, not everything is golden. The town hall was burned down by an arsonist who was then fatally shot execution style in the mid 80s. In 1973, Barbara Gibbons was raped and murdered in nearby Falls Village, and her teenage son was falsely accused of the crime (and ultimately exonerated). And racism, like anywhere in the U.S., is never very far away. I once brought a female friend of mine, a black Jamaican, to the area for the antique festival. One middle-aged white guy selling antiques gave me a look that I can only compare to Charles Manson on the cover of Life magazine. I hesitantly asked my friend, "Did you see the look that guy gave me?" She nodded, and replied, "Yeah, I saw it." For me, a white guy from suburbia, it was a new and shocking experience, but it wasn't for her. Still, I love Ct. As an adult, I traveled frequently to RI, and driving on Rt. 95 through Bridgeport, Stamford, New Haven, and New London was always an entertaining experience (as opposed to the stunning dullness of the NJ Turnpike). There were plenty of rest areas for snacks and "nature-is-calling" breaks. Once, on returning from Providence, I took a different route home and got lost on the outskirts of Hartford. I felt some panic, as night was falling, but told myself, "Just head west. You'll find your way." And I did. When I hit Danbury, I felt like I was back home. Several times, I drove down from Great Barrington, MA, into Canaan, and then continued south, and the scenery from those drives is something I call to mind anytime I feel down or depressed. I visited Litchfield (and brought my birth mother and genetic grandmother along with me), New Milford, Danbury. Following my re-union with my genetic family, I learned I had 2 brothers living in Hamden and Ridgefield, and I've visited those places often. Speaking of my genetic family, I have to relate what happened after I was contacted by the adoption agency and told that my birth mother wanted to write to me, which is over 20 years ago now. I was a bit stunned by the sudden reality of a possible re-union, and I called a friend/neighbor for advice. She suggested I go to work as normal. But I didn't. I called in sick at work, and drove to Ct., almost instinctively. To the town of Brookfield, where there was a bookshop I often patronized. I went to the centuries-old Central Cemetery, which sits on a wooded hill. I parked on the top of the hill, sat down in the grass, and contemplated my options. In that pastoral setting, birds singing melodiously in the trees around me, sun shining down brightly through the leaves of the trees and the boughs of pine, I was able to analyze the situation I suddenly was in, and had a thoughtful conversation with myself, finally deciding, "You've wanted it to happen for a long time, and you're never going to get a better opportunity than this." Following that meditative retreat into the countryside where I had been happiest, I drove back to NJ with a more decisive, positive attitude. And unlike much that has happened in my life, that re-union has worked out better than I ever could have expected. That's what CT represents to me. A place of exquisite beauty, a place to escape from some of life's harsher realities, a place to re-charge and renew, to visit historic cemeteries and sites, bookstores, antique shops, restaurants, etc. My happy place.

Connecticut gets Five Stars. My father and my family on my father's side were all born and raised…read morein Connecticut. My parents moved from Westchester where I was born to Connecticut when I was a baby. I went to school in Connecticut until the middle of Second Grade when my parents moved to South Florida. I never wanted to leave that house on a very beautiful piece of property. There was a stream running along one side. I could see my elementary school from my back yard and walked to school. There was woods on the other side of the property where I would go play under the trees. We had a big front yard too. I've been to many cities in Connecticut because my family has moved all over the State. Most likely if I didn't love Manhattan I'd live in Connecticut. I don't like to drive though!! I'm recommending!

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