I've had a grudge against Vermont for a long time. It's a silly, useless grudge, I admit, especially since I've been holding it against an entire state based on the actions of one silly girl far too many years ago for it to be even remotely relevant to my present day life. And yet, I held on to it, nursing my ancient hurt. Until this weekend.
Mark, my mom's boyfriend grew up in Island Pond, VT, about 20 minutes away from the Burke Mountain ski area. He and my mom…Continue
Posted on January 18, 2012 at 7:49pm — 1 Comment