Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty. The obedient must be slaves.
Thoreau
For 35 years I walked the
beach in Duxbury every chance I got. Now
I live in a nearby town, not directly on the water and I walk Pine Street which
runs in a straight line about a half mile from my street to the end. It passes the Council on Aging and an
athletic field. There are houses interspersed among the pine trees. The newer
ones that were carved out of the dense woods a few years ago are larger than
the old ones. This was the street that
once had the town dump, and is reputed to have been the area of town where its
black residents lived following their release from slavery or indentured
servitude in the 1700s.
Today there was a cold icy
rain that raised the fog off the snow and soaked my jacket.