I’ve traipsed these woods several dozen times. Each time I find something different, new, or exciting.
This time, I was confronted by a horrible reality – construction. A bulldozer was singlehandedly moving dirt and culm around in an open area of the woods. I always felt this spot behind the Hanover Green Cemetery was uncharted, unknown to anyone but myself and my close friends. We never meant any harm to this area, but I fear that soon we will become the intruders.
What are they doing with it? Why? What will happen? Will I ever be able to come back?
I know the answer to one question, however: Will I get my sunglasses back? NO.