Today's Verse Love Host, Brian Crandall, asks us to consider all the locations you’ve felt safest and consider memories, smells and feelings from these locations. I chose to write about a rural, mountain top location where I lived for many years 70 miles north of Midtown Manhattan. I really did have some wonderful years there, but my children have chosen neighbors, sidewalks, and nearby take out options.
Sylvan Lake Phones had humans overseeing
Shared phone lines in the beginning,
Then, pops confirmed a start of hunting season, bucks on
Top of pick ups, hanging from trees, before breakfast ,
Once the power lines went down, we were
Out of water, heat, lights for days, weeks even,
Rural Route 2, for many years, was all Mailman Everett would
Require, add Nathan Hale Drive if you want,
Most of us left the Post Office-General Store seeing double
Mail with milk and marshmallows, a first for me,
Vacationing hikers trudged through backyards,
Venerable Appalachian Trail summer warriors
It was as snowy, windy as the name implied,
It forced camaraderie on top of that mountain, a
Long way from groceries, gas, schools, friends,
Lots of children of chip-makers
Learned to play with neighbors or be lonely while the
Looping interstate grew busier and noisier,
Even thinking about groceries, ballet, take out required
Escaping to Hopewell Junction, where the action was?
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