How many Vermont towns look the same as they did a generation ago? Probably quite a few. Certain towns make us feel nostalgic for different reasons and stir memories of past experiences and old friendships. For me, most of those towns are where I spent my childhood, teens, and 20s—Manchester, Peru, East Burke, and Warren.
But it’s interesting when you feel nostalgia in a place that’s new. While meandering this week along the backroads of Franklin County in northwestern Vermont, I came across the small community of Fletcher, a town I’ve never visited. Something about Fletcher made me long for my childhood days in Vermont. Fletcher has old farmhouses and barns, a store, church, and meeting house. The town is quiet, pretty, and only a short drive from Smugglers’ Notch.
I don’t know what Fletcher looked like all those years ago when I was growing up. I imagine it’s not too different now. But why feel a connection to a town you have no part of?
As I grow older and raise a young daughter of my own, time is becoming one of my greatest fears. It just goes by too fast, and the weeks and months seem to speed up every year. But being in Fletcher gave me hope. I was reminded that life can move a little slower and some wonderful things don’t ever have to change.