August 29, 2005
I'm gonna cry...
Gould Hill is the place I went for everything as a kid. I went for bird watching, to pick apples, to buy maple syrup, apple cider, we went there on field trips to learn about farming...
The Leadbeaters have been part of my world view since I was a toddler. They were always there. Helping the high school kids get jobs and learn the benefit of hard work. Giving the retired people a job giving tours of the farm. Letting teachers bring their students up there to look for hawks or see the mountains.
Even memorial services were held up there. My fifth grade teacher was memorialized up there. She died when I was a sophmore in HS. I got permission to get off school (I was in a private school by then) to attend the service.
The entire public school system got off so they could attend.
Gould Hill was the only place to hold it. So that's where they held it. Crisp autumn day in October, the leaves changing, the smell of wood smoke in the air, the sun shining bright, and groups of us scattered around, mourning the woman who taught us to love science and who got us all up at four in the morning to go hawk-watching up in the Orchard.
I really hope they're able to keep it a working orchard. It would be a great loss to not only the town, but the state if it were to be changed into housing.
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