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The new format for Bob's "Remembering Topsmead"
Bob Orintas, the son of John Orintas, Miss Edith Chase's chauffeur, has been sharing his wonderful essays recounting his memories of Topsmead on our website each month for more than four years! Thank you Bob! In thinking about what else to chronicle, it occurred to us that perhaps our readers might have some questions for Bob which he has not yet addressed. So, we decided to offer the opportunity for everyone to do so. We hope you jump right in.
Please send your questions via the button below. Starting in April, your question may be one that Bob responds to in our newsletter and on the website! |
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Take Heart! Bestir Ourselves! 4/2025
March did not go out like a lamb this year, and April is struggling to make the best of it, not too sure what to do weatherwise. The thunderstorm that ushered in the first of April was no joke, as my poodle made quite clear to me, hovering by my side even before I had actually heard the thunder. Then a temperature drop reminiscent of the winter's polar vortexes was followed by a week of true-to-form April showers.
It was about this time of year, with the days getting longer and the frost out of the ground, that Miss Edith and the Burrall sisters were feeling the call of Topsmead from their winter Waterbury home at 33 Church Street. They had to be patient, however, and wait until Topsmead made it through "mud season" and "stick season" before they could load up the Packard for the trip up to Litchfield for the summer. -read complete Musings essay- |