Time Flies In Newtown
Time Flies In Newtown
To the Editor:
You know youâve been in Newtown a long time when you start to recognize names and events in the 25 years ago section of âThe Way We Wereâ! I canât believe it, but was it really 25 years ago this month that we moved to the tiniest house in Newtown to start our married life? Peter and I came to Newtown because we couldnât afford to buy a house in Norwalk, where we were renting, and because my two horses already lived here. They had much more spacious accommodations at Tim Currierâs place, which became his famous Sticks and Stones Farm.
Two kids successfully sent through the school system, three hounds dogs, and numerous cats later, I look back on our 25 years here with great affection. As our kids have grown, so has the town. Corn fields and woods have transformed into developments, more schools have been built and populated, the classifieds in The Bee have changed from farm equipment and horses to pet sitting and house cleaning. But what is important to us is not how many houses there are, or the school budget, or the median income; it is the friendships we have forged and maintained. What is magical about being in one place for so long is the shared memories with those friends: the Halloween parties at Head Oâ Meadow, the summer evenings at the Dickinson pool, even the trucks stuck under the railroad bridge!
The wear and tear of 25 years is pretty obvious when I look in the mirror, but when I stand at the high point of Castle Hill Road and look at the church spires and flagpole, the essence and beauty of this town in unchanged.
Tracy Van Buskirk
18 Poverty Hollow Road, Newtown                            March 23, 2010