thedailypic•Yr4•356/365•The Church on Rabbit Hill

I have lived in Medway most of my life. Raised on Ellis Street across from the Ellis house. Went through the schools, met my wife, owned a business and now I am raising my family here. My wife, and I will admit I have too, romanticized that this is still the town we grew up in. When I was a kid, it was a small town that seemed huge, now it is a huge town that seems small. I wait at traffic lights that never existed before, I pass developments that were fields where I loved to play. Now and then I see the old town. On the Saturday after Thanksgiving each year you can see it when we all turn out for the fireworks and parade. I see it in my kids when they talk about their 6th grade environmental trips, and this year the old town came back to celebrate. The 300th committee has put on a great show, celebration, after celebration, art shows, fireworks, and this weekend the parade. I watched the 275th parade with friends, I stood in front of the “new” Papa Gino’s on Main St. My Grandfather was in the parade as a Shriner. I would have never imagined 25 years later I would still be here and actually riding in the parade shooting photos. I shot this one of the Community Church as I waited for the parade to start yesterday. Nostalgia is powerful, seeing all the comments and memories the events have brought is incredible.  I hope the photos I took will add to the memories. Below are my personal favorites from the day in black & white and you can also check out the links for the full sets.

We Are Medway: Click Here

The 300th Parade: Click Here

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