#Essex Junction

[unteriors]

West Street, Essex Junction, Vermont.

[semioticapocalypse]

Susan Meiselas. ‘Lena on the Bally Box‘ (from ‘Carnival Strippers’). Essex Junction, Vermont. 1973

I Am Collective Memories   •    Follow me, — says Visual Ratatosk

[jobkash]

Assistant Infant Teacher (Essex Junction)

SummaryAre you someone who enjoys assistant young children achieve their developmental milestones? Do you enjoy messy sensory activities? Does providing comfort and care to babies sound enjoyable to you? Do you seek to learn about infant development? Do you wish to work in a professional environment with other teachers who are dedicated to the education of young children? If so, Frog&Toad Child…

[aneverydaything]

Day 2342, 20 November 2024

"I never thought it would happen with me and the girl from Clapham....."

Although strangely it did!

Squeeze at Cliffs Pavilion, Southend

[diannedazzlesskinbeautydelights]

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[lapisbitch]

now to get some actual rail connections to Burlington and Northampton so we can move freely about our natural range

Train Lesbians, those being Lesbians who ride the train, can be found in every corner of the US, but are most easily able to be found in the Northeast and specifically the states of Massachusetts and Vermont with high concentrations in Boston, Worcester, Burlington and Northampton. The easiest way to find a train lesbian is by either going to a lesbian bar in Boston or taking the Northeast Regional between Boston and Providence. Do not approach train lesbians in a car, they will see this as a threat and are capable of biting, and kicking.

[archivaltrigger]

“Because the US government was not acting on mass shootings, we directly attacked a trait Americans are most known for: their pride in their country. Change the Ref created the Shamecards, a postcard collection designed to demand gun law reform from Congress. Subverting the traditional greeting cards that depict each city’s landmarks, ours show what cities are becoming known for.”

shamecards.org

There is 54 cards total representing:

Annapolis — Maryland: Capital Gazette Shooting

Atlanta — Georgia: Day Trading Firm Shootings

Benton — Kentucky: Marshall County High School Shooting

Bethel — Alaska: Regional High School Shooting

Binghamton — New York: Binghamton Shooting

Blacksburg — Virginia: Virginia Tech Massacre

Camden – New Jersey: Walk of Death Massacre

Charleston — South Carolina: Charleston Church Shooting

Charlotte — North Carolina: 2019 University Shooting

Cheyenne — Wyoming: Senior Home Shooting

Chicago — Illinois: Medical Center Shooting

Clovis — New Mexico: Clovis Library Shooting

Columbine — Colorado: Columbine

Dayton — Ohio: Dayton Shooting

Edmond — Oklahoma: Post Office Shooting

El Paso — Texas: El Paso Shooting

Ennis — Montana: Madison County Shooting

Essex Junction — Vermont: Essex Elementary School Shooting

Geneva — Alabama: Geneva County Massacre.

Grand Forks — North Dakota: Grand Forks Shooting

Hesston — Kansas: Hesston Shooting

Honolulu — Hawaii: First Hawaiian Mass Shooting

Huntington — West Virginia: New Year's Eve Shooting

Indianapolis — Indiana: Hamilton Avenue Murders

Iowa City — Iowa: University Shooting

Jonesboro — Arkansas: Middle School Massacre

Kalamazoo — Michigan: Kalamazoo Shooting

Lafayette — Louisana: Lafayette Shooting

Las Vegas — Nevada: Las Vegas Strip Shooting

Madison — Maine: Madison Rampage

Meridian — Mississippi: Meridian Company Shooting

Moscow — Idaho: Moscow Rampage

Nashville — Tennessee: Nashville Waffle House shooting

Newtown — Connecticut: Sandy Hook Elementary School Shooting

Omaha — Nebraska: Westroads Mall shooting

Orlando — Florida: Pulse Nightclub Shooting

Parkland — Florida: Parkland School Shooting

Pelham — New Hampshire: Wedding Shooting

Pittsburgh — Pennsylvania: Pittsburgh Synagogue Shooting

Prices Corner — Delaware: Delaware Shooting

Red Lake — Minnesota: Indian Reservation Shooting

Roseburg — Oregon: Umpqua Community Collage Shooting

Salt Lake City — Utah: Salt Lake City Mall Shooting

San Diego — California: San Ysidro Massacre

Santa Fe — Texas: Santa Fe School Shooting

Schofield — Wisconsin: Marathon County Shooting

Seattle — Washington: Capitol Hill Massacre

Sisseton — South Dakota: Sisseton Massacre

St. Louis — Missouri: Power Plant Shooting

Sutherland Springs — Texas: Sutherland Springs Church Shooting

Tucson — Arizona: Tocson Shooting

Wakefield — Massachusetts: Tech Company Massacre

Washington — D.C.: Navy Yard Shooting

Westerly — Rhode Island: Assisted-Living Complex Rampage

[nullnvoid911]

A Vermont Fish & Wildlife officer at the Yankee Sportsman's Classic show in Essex Junction, VT.

Vermont Fish & Wildlife Department, January 9, 2019

[petervintonjr]

A Magneto-in-progress for the amusement of passers-by, at this weekend's Vermont Sci-Fi & Fantasy Expo in Essex Junction. Lots to see here, today --come on over!

[flymmsy]

Off-brand post, however:

I have a VT-born loved one that I would move hell and high water for in order for them to see Noah Kahan at his Essex Junction show. DM me if you’re selling tickets!

[ultraheydudemestuff]

Gideon Keyt House

Chagrin River and Deerfield Rds.

Gates Mills, OH

The Gideon Keyt House is located on the southwestern corner of the junction of Deerfield and Chagrin River Roads in Gates Mills, Ohio. Built in 1834, it is listed on the National Register of Historic Places, and it is part of a Register-listed historic district, the Gates Mills Historic District.  Gideon Keyt was born in Westfield, Essex Co (now Union Co.), NJ, on July 31, 1788 to James Keyt (1761-1800) and Elizabeth Ross Keyt (1763-1852). He was the grandson of James Keyt (1732-1800) and Elizabeth Jessup Keyt (1732-1824). Here he was married at the Connet Home, according to Westfield, NJ, Presbyterian Church records, to Margaret Connet, also born in Westfield. Around 1812 they moved to a farm in Lodi, Seneca Co., NY.

     In June 1828 he brought his family via the Erie Canal to Buffalo, then by boat to Fairport, OH, thence to a small farm of 40 acres in Mentor, OH, in a section known as Black Brook. Finding the place swampy, they sold the land on Sept. 4, 1832, and moved to Mayfield Township, Cuyahoga County, Ohio, where he built a home on what is now the South River Road in Gates Mills, near the dam in the Chagrin River, and just north of the South Cemetery. Gideon worked at shoemaking, and had a dairy. They were members of the Methodist Church, and he was a staunch Democrat. The first Keyt Reunion was held June, 1879, at the residence of Gideon Keyt, who died on Apr. 6, 1888, aged 99.  On June 1, 1982, the home was listed with the National Register of Historic Places.

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Out of Hibernation// Vermont Flower Show 2023 in Essex Junction, VT

[bikepackinguk]

Day One Hundred and Nine

On we go for the final push!

The A2 is horrifically busy as I push through the evening, but I decide to keep firmly out of the traffic and slowly schlep along the pavement.

Not technically legal but I keep a low pace to avoid inconveniencing pedestrians, and even a few of them comment that they don't blame me for avoiding the road proper. I even ride alongside a few police vans who similarly turn a blind eye.

On through Chatham and Rochester, it's a busy Saturday night with plenty of revelry and carousing going on as I plod on through the streets and iver the River Medway.

Out the other side of Strood, the A2 converts from a suburban thoroughfare to a major dual carriageway. Fortunately there is a loop around through some back roads here to head along the trails beside the traffic.

I'm very glad I packed my bike lights as the route through the forested sections is pitch black, and out beside the road is little better. Though my front light has taken some water damage over the trip and is being pretty temperamental; I can only hope it manages to hold on through the night.

I maintain a slow and steady pace to carry on as if there are any obstructions or holes in the road then I won't see them until the last moment.

The dark trails lead on, periodically emerging into the light to navigate around a junction before sliding once more slipping back into the depths of night.

The trails finally begin to peel away from the A2 as the pavements join the A296 to lead in to Stone, where some navigating through the streets takes me up to the large junction at the Dartford Crossing.

Cycling isn't allowed through the tunnel nor over the bridge, but there is a free government-run service to take bicycles across. I follow the cycle trail round the junction and down to the waiting area, which has a dedicated phone line to call for a pickup.

I haven't even touched the phone when I'm greeted by a nearby worker for the Highways Agency and within the blink of an eye the bike is loaded onto the back of a van and securely tethered with bungee cords.

Onwards! I'm driven around the maintenance roads and down into the tunnel under the River Thames, accompanied by an escort of flashing warning lights from the agency vehicle ahead of us. Very swiftly it's over to the dropoff point north of The Thames and I'm back in Essex for the first time in over three months.

Time for the home stretch! Up along the paving past Lakeside Shopping Centre, I headnout from Grays and onto the A1013 as it heads along beside the more tradficked A13 to reach Stanford-le-Hope, before skirting around the edge of Basildon to get around the nastier parts of the A13.

Many of the street lights in the region are turned off in the quieter parts of night here, and the roads are again bathed in darkness which makes for very slow and careful progress.

There's a stiff climb up into Hadleigh, then some more cautious riding to lead down through Leigh-on-Sea to head back to the shoreline, where the street lighting is much improved.

A few climbs are surmounted around the cliffs by Leigh, before I roll down to pick up the cycle pathing at Westcliff-on-Sea and begin the last push eastwards.

It's on past some major locales of my childhood here, with the ride heading along Southend seafront and its famously long pier lit up over the water.

Past the arcades and amusement park, I roll on along the coast with the sound of the waves lapping the shore.

The Thames Estuary has long flat plains leading very far out, meaning the water can be over a mile away at low tides. I feel fortunate that my timing means the sea is present for the last few miles.

Around Gunners Park and through the twists of The Garrison, I head down to East Beach at Shoeburyness.

This is the very final piece of navigable coastline possible to reach on my long journey, and being the closest beach to where I grew up is one I have many memories of.

As I have done at many points along my journey, I head down and touch the sea one last time, before saddling up for the final furlong.

With perfect timing, my front light finally gives up the ghost as I hit the road at Shoebury, but even in the depths of night I know this stretch by heart.

Along the road and around the fields I head up and into Great Wakering, where I departed three and a half months ago, to be greeted by my lovely mama.

I'm done! Damn! I can still barely believe this incredible adventure is at an end. It'll sink in sooner or later I'm sure, but in the meantime I think I'll be getting some much needed downtime to recover from months spent on the road.

I'll be making a few summary posts in time, including stats for the journey, kit list, and others including the thanks owed to so many amazing dolk who have helped me along on this voyage.

In the meantime, I think I've earned a drink. In fact, several. I'm going to get drunk.

TTFN!