The kind of museum that a community supports tells a lot about that community. Does the town lift businessmen or civil servants on pedestals? Did a certain industry or singular event put the city on the map? When I walk into a history museum or historic site or old home, I hear echos from the past and witness the things upon which locals place great importance. And then I stop into a local restaurant or dive, start asking questions and hear another dimension to the story.
Until May 20, my blog posts will merely preview what I'm hoping and/or expecting to find on Rt. 6. When I set out, I'll provide unadulterated first-hand accounts of my experiences good, bad and "pass." I'm not the kind of writer who reserves judgement (and, after all, as opposed to newspaper writing which must be balanced, judgement is what blogging is all about), and I'm very wary of hype.