Last night we went to see the Roadside Blues Band at the Hubbard Hall Opera House, the beautiful old vaudeville hall loving restored over the years by the town residents. Opera Houses in the nineteenth century didn’t mean opera as we know it know, they were so named to distinguish them from saloons. The old hall was packed, chili and corn bread was served, there was a lot of dancing. My small town is astonishing in the things it offers, so many small towns are struggling and Cambridge has plenty of issues, but it is vibrant with a strong sense of community and a wondrous mix of people.

Maria and I had some chili, sat with some friends, I danced  until I got dizzy and sore.