by Peter Freyne
Nice flowers, huh?
I know, I know, I have to leave for the Burlington political event of the evening - a Burlington Dems fund-raiser with Rep. Peter Welch the headliner. And impeachment supporters to nudge him their way.
But it's already been such a special day for exploration and conversation and new people and lifted spirits. From Paul, the 80-year-old in the Brooks Drugs parking lot who told me how Buddhism has cured his lung cancer, to Stephanie, the lovely, warm woman in the Uncommon Grounds coffee shop who introduced herself, told me that she loves my work, reads this blog regularly, and is "praying for me."
Every day a gift, eh?
We are all in this together, you know.
And what about the baby-boomers from Ontario, Canada in the 1959 Austin-Healey at the top of the Main Street hill?
I had pulled up behind them an hour earlier at the bottom of the hill by the waterfront and inquired about make, model and year. Friendly folks. Also did my diplomatic duty and welcomed them to beautiful Burlington, and it was indeed beautiful this morning.