on my muses and meanderings, my questions and quandaries, my fatigue and failures, and once in a periwinkle blue moon, on that which takes flight.
~ by Tammi J Truax
I loved reading this article, Tammi. Your love for the city is resounding in your every word. I love the premise of your column-which I have never heretofore read. Remember...I am happily starting from the beginning of your posts. You have such a personal connection with these folks that have shaped old Portsmouth. This Christmas, I bought my Dad a recorder which is still in the package. I wanted him to record stories as he thought of them-about his days in Windham, NH-eight generations in our family homestead there-and the house may sell when Dad goes. You have inspired me yet again. Going to visit him, get that recorder going and start telling his stories. Thanks again, Tammi.
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