Autumn in the North Cemetery.

Sixty miles west of Boston, Massachusetts there is the small New England town of Sturbridge. Located at the junction of I-90 (The Mass Pike), and I-84 it has become known as the "Crossroads of New England". The town was first settled over 300 years ago, and like other small New England towns it has grown just enough over the years to be in a difficult place today. How do we embrace the future without forgetting how we got to our present? How do we attract the right kind of growth, and maintain who we are? And, what about our culture out here in Central Massachusetts?



These pages will cause one to think about how to protect what we have, our future direction, and how to move on in the very best way.


Those thoughts, and other ramblings, will hopefully inspire more thought, conversation, action, and occasionally a smile...

...seems to be working so far

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Vote

So, I thought. I thought all evening, and into the night. I thought about what I had written about yesterday, the senate vote today.

It is not like me, this being so undecided this far along, but I am. Do I vote on the issues, or for the candidate? Both options have pro's and con's. If I do vote on the issue alone, what about issues in the future? How can I be sure the candidate will be there on my behalf in the future?

Well, I can't. Even in the best circumstances I couldn't be sure of that.

One thing I am sure of, though. Nothing will change my opinion of a person faster than when I see them behave contrary to what I have always seen, and admired, and for selfish reasons. Doesn't matter if they are only "following orders" for a successful win. If they can loose who they are during the race, they can loose who they are after the race, and there is much more at risk then.

(deep sigh)

So, here I am. Coffee in hand, watching the latest news on the TV, reading more online, and desperately trying to make the best decision I can with what has been offered up. Man, it is tough.

I have until the polls close today. In the meantime, there are walls in the bedroom that need a skim coat of plaster. Hopefully being engaged in some mindless work will free up the commonsense pixies from this jumble of thoughts, and they will show me the way.

Or, I can just go with my heart. It just seems too easy, though.

Maybe that's the point. Maybe I should not make such a big deal out it, and just follow my heart.

It's always worked before.
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