A cousin of mine was hit by a car while crossing the road in the 1960's. I don't recall a crossing guard in those days. A lot of us wanted to get there early and play outside with our friends. Inevitably there would be a snowball fight in the winter.
I moved to Jamaica Plain Mass in 1961 and thus became a visitor to New Ipswich 61 yrs ago. Thus the people you see in the bicentennial photos are the ones I knew.
The youngest student in this photo is now 42! How can that be? 1985 was yesterday. Now I know why visiting New Ipswich is like being in an episode of Twilight Zone. When I'm at New Ipswich market I expect to see someone I know, however, it's a rare occasion when I do.
Yes, I recall seeing mostly new faces when I was in town. It'd sure be nice to walk in and still have Duke Johnson instantly recognize a customer and say, "Hello Lo!" when you walked into the store. The last time I was in New Ipswich was at our 30th High School reunion. Within 15 minutes everyone was back into their old high school clique.
A cousin of mine was hit by a car while crossing the road in the 1960's. I don't recall a crossing guard in those days. A lot of us wanted to get there early and play outside with our friends. Inevitably there would be a snowball fight in the winter.
I moved to Jamaica Plain Mass in 1961 and thus became a visitor to New Ipswich 61 yrs ago. Thus the people you see in the bicentennial photos are the ones I knew.
The youngest student in this photo is now 42! How can that be? 1985 was yesterday. Now I know why visiting New Ipswich is like being in an episode of Twilight Zone. When I'm at New Ipswich market I expect to see someone I know, however, it's a rare occasion when I do.
Yes, I recall seeing mostly new faces when I was in town. It'd sure be nice to walk in and still have Duke Johnson instantly recognize a customer and say, "Hello Lo!" when you walked into the store. The last time I was in New Ipswich was at our 30th High School reunion. Within 15 minutes everyone was back into their old high school clique.
One photo shows a teacher addressing a student behind the dignitaries. I think it's my mother, Betsy Thoms, 4th grade teacher at that time.