I was born in Norwich, but then moved away at a young age. My dad joined the Navy in order to
get money for school to pursue his PhD in Psychology. I lived the majority of my single-digit
years in San Diego as a result. We kept our property up in the woods of Vermont though, and
before I entered 6th Grade, we moved back to Norwich. Built my Dad's dream-house and the
rest, as they say, is history.
Norwich is the home of Dan and Whit's general store, where if they don't got it, you don't need
it. Climbing trees, rope swings, swimming, fishing, sledding, and whatever other fun you can
concoct from nature. Excellent for cultivating mischief. I wouldn't have chosen to grow up
anywhere else, and I am extremely proud to call Vermont home.
You are now entering my turf. Watch out.
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We now rent out the cabin on the lower section of our property, but I once enjoyed the
great pleasures of living here. Let's see, well, there is an electric generator that must be
charged in advance and all of our appliances needed to work with a cigarette lighter
outlet, there is very limited hot water, there are only 2 rooms so rooms must be
multi-purpose, heating is done exclusively with a wood stove, and there is an outhouse,
which is particularly fun on a cold winter morning. It's actually quite nice, if you're into
that sort of thing. Takes a special breed.
The driveway is about one-third of a mile long (I'm not sure what that translates to in killamajiggers).
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