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Originally Posted by VTdreams
The winter is cold. The roads are tricky. But as someone who grew up in California (Los Angeles!) and experienced the beauty of Vermont as a young adult, I can tell you, your state is a dream. Since the first time I landed in Burlington, and experienced an airport that smelled like fresh cut grass, and streams and lakes and true American history - I have worked every moment of my life to return and live in your beautiful state. Appreciate your seasons and your natural beauty and really, mostly, the kindest, hardest working people I've ever met. I would be honored to call myself a Vermonter.
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Well, I moved to Brattleboro from my native Brooklyn, NY, about 4 months ago, after about 2 years of research.
I fell in love with the New England mountains when I was a child.
Now I am here. And, in view of the history and culture of this state, I am honored to call myself a Vermonter.
I am also proud of being a New Yorker. Or at least an ex-New Yorker.
I still love New York, but I can't think of any place in NYC, Brooklyn included, where I would want to live.
I am among my own. There are lots of ex-New Yorkers in Brattleboro. The other day I walked into a store on Main Street and the woman behind the desk had an unmistakable Brooklyn accent. She confirmed that she is originally from Brooklyn. And then another customer in the store said that she, too, is from Brooklyn.
I must admit, though, that I was happy to live 2 minutes away rather than 5 hours away!
I'll visit Burlington eventually. I have been there, actually, but not for a very long time. Right now, though, my stomping grounds are southeastern Vermont, Southwestern New Hampshire and western (I-91 corridor) Massachusetts, with a rare trip to southern Rhode Island. This is my home now. And it feels like home, even after only 4 months.
I don't miss the ocean, as I feared I would. And I certainly do not miss the traffic congestion, the crowded subways, the endless asphalt and concrete, the overbearing, in-your-face rudeness, the materialism, the anger or the crime. I think I do miss the museums, but I rarely visited them when I lived in NYC.
What I like here: I like the open spaces, the mountains, the choices of quasi-urban, suburban or rural environments, the local arts culture, the combination of rural life (sort of) and a more urban cosmopolitanism and, of course the people. The people are friendly, gentle, soft-spoken (not loud and overbearing like a lot of New Yorkers), intelligent and genuinely public-spirited.
Recently, there was a big fire and several low-income families were burned out of their apartments. I happened to meet one of the displaced people. She spoke, with gratitude, about how the town has pulled together to help.
We have a winter Overflow Shelter where the homeless can get dinner, a place to sleep and breakfast. The local faith communities have banded together and coordinated a schedle for staffing the shelter, which is located in one of the local churches. Of course, it would be better for there to be no homelessness, but that is a different matter.
I'm sure this community spirit is not unique to Brattleboro, or even to Vermont. But it is sure nice to see.
New York has its own sense of community, but, unless there is a city-wide disaster, such as 9-11, a blackout, or even a water shortage, community tends to be manifested at more of a decentralized, human scale, such as in a neighborhood or in a religious or ethnic community, or other communty of common interest.