I loved old Moodus

About once a year, I visit the Moodus Web pages and remember those days in the early 1930's when we drove to Gramma's house in Moodus for Sunday dinner. They lived at the top of the hill, across from the cemetery on the road to Banner Lodge. The driveway to their house was between St. Bridgets and the Synagogue. It's still there.

Now, at 84, I remember all the stores and the tavern where Grampa wet his whistle. He died in 1941 while walking home from the tavern. I also remember the visitors to the camps (Banner Lodge, etc) walking up and down the hill in droves. I fished with Barney Smith and his brothers in the pond behind their house and popped corn over a campfire with them. I loved the "Old" Moodus. What remains today is awful.

Urban Renewal was also a disaster in my home town of New Britain. I was on their Common Council when it was decided to tear down millions of square feet of manufacturing space, thinking that the owners would rush back in and rebuild with cheap Government money. Not one of them rebuilt, but chose to leave town and go to the surrounding suburbs. The only buildings there are government-owned. Not one pays taxes.

Your web page is outstanding. Please keep it up.

--Richard Harris
Avon, CT