#13: Have a skipping squad meet in downtown Northampton I run a very tiny (but fun!) skipping club in Western Massachusetts called the Pioneer Valley Skipping Club (formally called Samantha’s Skipping Squad). I started it in late March and was totally inspired by Michelle Joni‘s skipping club. I read an article on her adult preschool and decided right then […]
A few days ago, I walked into work into a classroom I work in, Room 9 – Anne’s room. She had gotten me a little gift, knowing that I love to use instruments in the classroom, and said she saw it and thought of me.
I live on a dead end street in a small town (now a city, but no one really calls it that) in Massachusetts called Easthampton. I’ve lived in the same house in the same street my whole life (minus a few months I lived in the neighboring city of Northampton). At the end of my street, there’s a stoplight and beyond the stoplight is a small park consisting of three picnic tables, a spigot, and some old cinderblocks for a fire. It’s right on the side of Route 10 (see last post), and kind of sticks out since it’s in a busy area/intersection. I hardly ever see people there and if I do it’s someone alone and on a lunch break.
The park has a little sign that reads:
Katherine Root Wayside Park
For a while now I’ve been wondering who Katherine Root was/is. I turned to the infamous “You Know You’re from Easthampton When….” Facebook page and posted this, knowing I’d get some answers:
I think it might have been during Fall 2014 when I noticed a rather large sign in the middle of an overgrown field next to Route 10 (known lovingly by some as THE HAMP STRETCH) in Northampton (very close to the border of Easthampton, but technically over “the line”). The sign was obviously handmade and was set back in the field quite a-ways but still legible. It said, boldly: TATTOOS ARE UGLY