Now that the old man is gone, she thinks about him much of the time.

There are several stop signs in the tiny foothills-of-the-Adirondack-Mountains town (Welcome to the Hamlet of Holland Patent, pop. 300 – don’t you love the word “hamlet”?), but no stop light. Take Route 365 on  your way north or south or east or west and you’ll drive right through it. You probably won’t stop unless you … Continue reading Now that the old man is gone, she thinks about him much of the time.