Change

When one door closes another one opens…or so the saying goes. No matter what, change is hard and sometimes scary. These last 3 months have been a roller coaster of emotions; sometimes exhilarating, sometimes sad, sometimes nearly panic only to swing back to excited.

I have worked many places with many people but no other work situation has fostered such close ties. From the dispatchers I shared the office with to the techs in the field it was like a big family. Things didn’t always go smooth. There were disagreements and arguments but there was also laughter, kind words, support and fun and over the years we began to feel like family. This made for great working conditions but now that it’s over there is a lot more emotion than just leaving a job.

This last week has been a concentrated version of the past three months. Everyone seemed to be wearing their feelings on their sleeves, one moment laughing, the next crying and the work demands never let up to give us a chance to come to terms with the “Last Day”.

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This week the  management team ordered pizza, the HR manager brought pizza, even one of the techs spent his own money to bring us pizza. Then the last morning we all brought breakfast food; juice, coffee, sweet rolls, coffee cake, apple fritters, fruit, bagels, muffins…enough food for an army. I couldn’t help thinking it was like a wake or funeral as more food poured in and visitors came by to say their good byes.

At a particularly loud moment it hit me hard. Yes like an Irish Wake without the whiskey and like a funeral after the burial those of us that remained would be…alone.

For all the complaining and groaning that goes on in a normal  day-to-day  give and take, when it was over those of use not going on to Malden would be alone with no place to go on Monday morning. No co-workers to chat with, fight with, laugh with…no work family.

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But then the emotional swing went the other way arching back up to optimism. Look at all the opportunity, a clean slate . This is different because of the bonds made over the last 10 years but the job changing is not. Everything will be fine, not the same but it will be fine.

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It will all work out and the adventure of finding where this path will go is still ahead.

Challenge #1 ~ Plymouth Rock

Did you get it? It’s Plymouth Rock.

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The first time I went to see Plymouth Rock I was surprised to see the monument. For some reason I expected a rock possibly protected by a fence around it. I wasn’t expecting this elaborate memorial.

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Plymouth Rock located in Pilgrim Memorial State Park is  in one of the most heavily visited State Parks in the system. The big draw being the  “Rock”, the world-famous  symbol of the courage and faith of the men and women who founded the first New England Colony.

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Every year nearly one million people from all over the world come to visit the town where in 1620 Europeans first made a home in New England.

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The park is located on Water St, Plymouth , Ma.

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In 1774, Plymouth Rock split in two when a team of oxen attempted to raise it. Only the lower portion was left at the waterfront. The upper portion was moved to be displayed  in the Town Square. Souvenir seekers caused further damage so the rock was moved again to the safety of  an iron fence at Pilgrim Hall in 1834.

It had a rough trip to the museum obtaining a distinctive crack when it fell off its conveyance.

In 1859 the Pilgrim Society  acquired the other half of Plymouth Rock and in 1867  a canopy structure was completed on the waterfront to house it. In 1880 the upper chunk was united with the lower piece with cement and 1620 was carved into the rock.

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Plymouth rock made its last move to its current location in 1921 during the celebration of Plymouth’s tercentenary and a new canopy.

If you plan to visit you will find a replica of the Mayflower, the Mayflower II, anchored in the park.

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So that’s challenge #1. Tomorrow I’ll have a new one for you. 🙂 At least you know it won’t be the Mayflower!

March Blizzard 2013

Oh it was tempting to skip work today but I am getting close to the end of my employment. With that deadline looming  I dragged myself out the door about 9 AM. Here’s what greeted me.

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The tree by the front door

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The decorative bench on the front lawn. Pretty clear we have a bit of accumulation.

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Along Rt 44 trees weighed down and other snowy vistas

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Christmas tree anyone?

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Can you believe it was still snowing? This isn’t Alaska. It’s Southern Massachusetts!

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It’s supposed to be 50 degrees tomorrow! Talk about weather extremes.

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But my favorite…Here come the plows.

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I got this picture of the west bound plow by holding the camera out the car  window as I drove eastbound.