Election Day from the Precipice, 2022 Edition

I wept when I was stopped at the light negotiating traffic between South Main Street and Route 317 before I voted today.   All the lights were on in Town Hall as if the town's leaders were preparing themselve for a baptism or a wake.  We shall see.  The image above captures the stones of some of the earliest Isbells to arrive in Woodbury.

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