“Towns change; they grow or diminish, but hometowns remain as we left them.”

Today is a delight. Today is a spring day. It is already 57˚ and will get to the low 60’s, long sleeve shirt weather for sure. I have no errands or chores so I’m thinking today is a perfect sloth day. I’ll sit outside for a bit, take in the sun and watch the dogs chase each other in the yard.

Nala’s ear is just about healed. The red too is almost gone from inside the ear. I’ve found that hiding her pills in a bit of banana works best.

When I was a kid, two of my favorite places up town were the library and the post office. Inside the post office it was always a bit dark and cooler than outside no matter how hot the day was. The clerks stood behind small windows with metal grates over the top. There was granite, at least I think it was granite, on the walls. The post office was built in 1940, and the only changes since then were new windows and a new double door, all meant to keep out the cold. Parking even back then was difficult to find on the street, but there is now a parking lot across from the post office where buildings used to be.

The library was build in 1903 with money donated by Andrew Carnegie. I didn’t know that until I was waiting for my father to pick me up one rainy day. There was a plaque inside where I was standing and waiting. The building is brick with a neat sloping roof and a cupola on top. It was one story with two rooms, one for kids and the other for adults. I used to go the library so often I ran out of books I liked to read so I didn’t have to wait until high school to go into the adult section. The librarian let me in early. I was in book heaven. There have been changes over the years but the library pretty much looks the same as when I was a kid.

My world now is expansive, but when I was young, my town was my world. The up town stores were all unique. I loved window shopping. The aroma of fresh bread wafted through the square from Hank’s Bakery. I could smell popcorn. I watched lobsters swimming in the tank at the Gloucester Fish Market. The stores on one side were long and narrow where there was a lunch counter and a men’s store.

All those stores now exist only in memories, old memories.

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4 Comments on ““Towns change; they grow or diminish, but hometowns remain as we left them.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today was cloudy and humid in the morning. After a brief shower the cold front came through to clear out the skies. The high was 84°. They are predicting high temperatures over the weekend in the upper 90s. Too hot for early May.

    When I was in high school I checked out a library book from the public library and kept it for several months. Instead of paying the fine, I sneaked the book back into the library and put it back on the shelf. A few days later I went back in with the letter claiming the amount I owed. I explained that I returned the book on time and that they made a mistake. They bought my story when they found the book on the shelf. 🙂

    Glad to hear that Nala’s ear is healing.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It stayed nice all day today. Tomorrow is supposed to be warm as will be the next few days. We will reach the 60’s. It’s is spring by the ocean when 60 is hot.

      I’m impresses you knew the Dewey Decimal code for the book. That was a bit sneaky. Usually libraries have forgiveness days when all fines are forgiven. They just want the books back, but you did that!!

      • Bob Says:

        I didn’t know the Dewy Decimal code, I just remembered where and from which shelf I checked it out. In those analog days it was easy to fool them. 🙂

      • katry Says:

        Bob,
        In those days they all used Dewey Decimal. It was the easiest way to find books. The numbers told it all.


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