Daily Archives: September 15, 2015

Tabitha, Where Are You From?

I’m from a hardworking father and mother which resulted in a huge, loud yet loving family. Who are crazy but always fun especially during their,”No music dun dun dadun dun” chants, to get you to dance. But that that also includes an annoyingly weird brother… who isn’t THAT bad 15 percent of the time.   … Continue reading Tabitha, Where Are You From?

Sophia, Where Are You From?

I’m from mismatched kitchen table chairs and hardwood floors spotted with plastic toys where a boy with sunlight colored hair and an everlasting smile greets me. I’m from late night jam sessions on the old acoustic guitar where we belt out off pitched lyrics to the crickets and dance beneath the New England stars. I’m … Continue reading Sophia, Where Are You From?

Abby, Where Are You From?

I’m from late nights of homework and early mornings for school. Eating an early breakfast with some decaf coffee so I can catch my bus. Dogs barking at the morning doves, and guinea pigs weaking for their daily hay. From the “sizzling” of the griddle as I make egg frittatas for my family every weekend. … Continue reading Abby, Where Are You From?

Brett, Where Are You From?

I’m from taking family vacations to Florida or Bermuda or any place we go on vacation to. Trips to Florida to visit family or to whether it’s Florida or Bermuda or any place family vacations are always fun!   I’m from one of the coldest, windiest football games ever played in Gillette Stadium. The home … Continue reading Brett, Where Are You From?

Sarah, Where Are You From?

I’m from the endless summer nights. Hanging out with my crazy/weird friends, laughing and having a great time. I’m from the days of hanging out with my cousins at my mom’s childhood lake, playing king of the dock and grilling hot dogs and playing very competitive games of SPUD and the countless times I have … Continue reading Sarah, Where Are You From?

Erick, Where Are You From?

I’m from hot summer nights and being coated in mosquito bites. Waking up my brother only for him to tell me “Go back to sleep” and finding my cousins sleeping next to me in a queen size bed meant for two.   I’m from a place where you can not miss out on the opportunity … Continue reading Erick, Where Are You From?

James, Where Are You From?

I’m from the old fashioned white house with a pool in the back, and my two sisters always on the go, with the parents always looking for ways to embarrass me, and that crazy dog looking for attention and gets jealous whenever someone touches the cat instead of her. I’m from the dry lacrosse fields, … Continue reading James, Where Are You From?

Melissa, Where Are You From?

I’m from every Sunday morning, waking up to my father cooking breakfast and fighting with my brother and sister over whether he should make pancakes or waffles. I always fought for waffles. And always won because waffles are delicious I’m from starting every single day to music. I wake up to a new genre every … Continue reading Melissa, Where Are You From?

James B, Where Are You From?

I’m from a small neighborhood where we wave at every car that goes by and kids playing in the gravel street and down at our little pond in the heat of summer as boogie boards and stand up paddle boards splash through the water.   I’m from a tan house where there is always either … Continue reading James B, Where Are You From?

Jake, Where Are From?

I’m from the fire-breathing wood stove that always demands wood and work, year round. From the wood splitting in the summer to stoking the fire in the winter. I’m from the work till dark family in many aspects from the jobs to the many projects we take on from rusted out jeeps to broken snow … Continue reading Jake, Where Are From?