New EnglandPosted: April 30, 2014
In just a few weeks, I will be reaching my fourth year of living in Los Angeles. James will be reaching his seventh. Because we both happen to be from New England, a lot of people are often surprised to learn that we actually met here in LA. We obviously did not exclusively date New Englanders, but it has been convenient. We have been able to visit James’ home town of Stamford, CT while visiting my family in Providence, RI (his family has now moved to Florida). Southern California is now our home, but I will always have a strong emotional attachment to New England, and I will always cherish our visits.
This past weekend while taking care of some wedding planning details, we took the opportunity to explore downtown Providence a bit. Here I am outside City Hall and the Providence Biltmore Hotel.
One of my favorite things about growing up in a tiny state was the benefit of seeing the State Capitol building whenever I wanted, even though I did not live in Providence for most of my life.
This photo was actually from the first time that I took James to Rhode Island so that he could meet my family. He was very excited for me to show him everything, such as Slater Mill in Pawtucket. It happens to be the first water powered cotton spinning mill in North America. Here James is standing by the Blackstone River which powers the mill.
The mill showcases the colonial architecture that is typical all over New England.
Here we are at the Blackstone River again, but several miles away from the mill. This park is one of many places to enjoy the greenery in warmer months, as well as the beautiful foliage in autumn.
Our favorite place in New England is definitely the campus of my alma mater, Brown University. I lived here for four years, and spent so much time walking through these hallowed halls. Being able to share these walks with James now is such a delight.
With this beautiful Main Green, it’s no wonder students at the university are always happy.
Here is a view of downtown Providence looking at the Woonasquatucket River. During the summertime, baskets with fires burning in them are placed along the river so that visitors can enjoy the atmosphere past sunset.
Stamford, CT is a relatively small city that feels like something between Providence and so many of the rural towns of the region. Much of downtown Stamford has been taken up by large shopping developments and office complexes in the later 20th century, but a few blocks from its earlier days still remain.
So many of the places that James took me to in Stamford served as filming locations for the shorts that he and his brother made in high school. They would run around the city with a camera and a tripod, dressed as gangsters and detectives, with friends unwittingly following them.
Here James stands in front of the Old Town Hall wearing his Hartford Whalers t-shirt, paying homage to a team that existed in his home state until 1997.
Perhaps the biggest highlight of visiting James’ hometown for the first time was Cove Island Park. Pictured here is a pipeline crossing left over from the large mill complex on the island that burned down in the early 20th century. This is a quiet area of the beach that is covered up at high tide. James was very excited to show me the park as he recounted stories from his youth.
There are still many more places in all of New England that we want to visit together. We’re both very glad to have these opportunities to visit our home states and share our favorite places with each other.