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The Life From The Roots blog topics have changed several times since I began this blog in 2009. I initially wrote only about the family history I had been working on for 20 years. Years later, I was into visiting gardens, historical homes, churches, libraries that had genealogical collections, historical societies, war memorials, and travel/tourism places. I also enjoy posting autographs and photos of famous people I've met or have seen.

Along with my New England roots, other areas include New York, New Jersey, Michigan, Illinois, Wisconsin, and the Eastern Townships of Quebec, Canada.

Please check out the labels on the right side for topics (please note, they need work). Below the labels and pageviews is a listing of my top nine posts, according to Google. Four of them pertain to Lowell, MA. These posts change often because they are based on what people are reading.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Sentimental Sunday -- Emily Dickinson Gave us a Reason for a Trip

Emily Dickinson, the poetess, lived her entire life in Amherst, Massachusetts.  I am not a reader of poems, but my husband is.  He is sentimental about her and her poems, I am not.  He knows all about her, I do not. When we learned that her death date anniversary was last week, Saturday, May 15th, we decided to go and visit her house and gravesite the following day, to avoid the crowds of the University of MA graduation and those attending the special events of Emily's death.  Good decision, as the 15th had hundreds of people, our Sunday visit was quiet, almost a little too quiet, we had everything to ourselves. We had never been to Amherst. Since Amherst is a good two hour drive from home, we first stopped to view the Connecticut River.

Stopped at the Bridge of Flowers (an old bridge, now a footpath, with flowers on both sides).

Of course I took photos.



Emily and her family lived in this beautiful house.

We took a seven minute walk to the cemetery, which was very clean and all flowers from the previous day were removed from her tombstone.

Close up of stone, which is almost impossible to take a good photo because of the gate.


As hard as I tried, I couldn't connect any of my Dickinsons to her line.

Stopped at an old restaurant for a meal, and relaxed here in Westminster, MA.