25 years ago I spent two years in MA. ; Being an Air Force brat we moved around a bit, but I always hold a place in my heart for Hanscom. From summer camps at the Orchard House (Why yes the female to male ratio was 8-1, why do you ask?) to exploring the woods. One day I kept walking. ; Went up a hill, and found myself here: I had just walked off base without going over a fence. ; I returned there several times before we moved away; now the area I walked through looks like this: What used to be untamed woods and cross country skiing trails is now more housing. ; Progress must go on I know, but sometimes it makes me sad to see those kind of areas disappearing.
What an amazing story. I know what you mean, nostalgic memories make the change all the more depressing.
