Seventy Years Later, Groton Still Knows the Value of Tradition
Vendors lined the village, families moved between booths, old friends stopped to catch up, and Route 302 was preparing to give way to the annual parade. The sky was nearly cloudless, the churches were busy, the fire department was out, and the Chicken Pie Supper still waited later in the day.
I grew up in Groton, so Fall Foliage Day has always felt like part of the calendar. As a kid, I did not spend much time thinking about why it mattered. It was simply what Groton did.