Rebecca’s thoughts on leaving Worcester


Worcester, I will miss you. Your bad drivers and decent restaurants. Your pocket parks and diners. Your Green, Florence, Water, Congress, Elm, Main and George Streets. Your voters. Your watch dog activists. Your Go list. Your middle of the winter silence around midnight during a snow storm, and your summer streets during ninety degree, still-as-stone-humidity. I will miss your sunsets, your soccer players, your world cup tournaments, your potlucks. I’ll miss Annie’s and the Dive. Thursday nights and the Artichoke. Keep on keeping on. Take care of one another. Be well. and see you again soon.

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