Finding Life in Our Community

Last summer, Jude (my five-year-old son) and I were packing up our things for a day at the beach. As we were leaving, he said, “Can we invite Eddy*?” Eddy is our middle-aged neighbor who spends hours out on his porch with a couple of other townies smoking weed and drinking beer. We pass by him daily and exchange greetings or talk about the latest Red Sox game. Continuing reading over here

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