Vintage

Vintage 
By John R. Greenwood

Old Sturbridge Village 

Vintage wares of days past stand waiting as they have for years. The light of day barely illuminating what's in store. As I inventoried each shelf and traveled back to early America, I felt a closeness to our founding mothers. Those who waited days on weeks and well into years for returning explorers of the land to our west. Those who raised the next generation. Those who cured the sick and buried their children. Those vintage souls with spirits the size of the country they embraced. Shelves of history each with another tale of non-adventure and faith. Each step closer brings the past into focus and places the vision of the future out of reach.