A view of the Belchertown State School campus shrouded in fog is the memory that will always be the clearest to me. Somehow seeing it darkened by the grayness of the weather echoes the general feel of the buildings. In the days to come when Belchertown finally starts to slowly disappear, this is how I will choose to remember the most haunting spot I have ever explored that holds perhaps the most damaging history.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
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