Running errands on this Saturday morning seemed more like early September, than the second week in October. With the sun shining, the temperature danced around 60 degrees with fall barely in sight. Crossing Bridge Street, over the Connecticut River, you might see some graffiti or some folks fishing. You will always see cars lined up waiting at the lights at both ends. Standing in the center of the bridge, looking towards Windsor Locks, you will see the abandoned Montgomery complex. If you turn your sites towards East Windsor, you will see the blocked out windows of the local bar. Though, standing in the middle, straddling the East Windsor-Windsor Locks town line, you can see for miles down the historic Connecticut River. On a day this warm, standing above the lazy river, below the floating clouds, I can't help but wonder about all the people who have followed this river for hundreds of years to new destinations.
