My New England stories are based on my memories of growing up in a small New England town. The stories, and the memories, are so much a part of me that I don’t always know which parts are something I experienced and which parts live in the imagination of my mind or the shared past of stories I remember hearing from others, often many times over until they became real. Sometimes there are tidbits from the dream world, like the dream I had frequently as a child where I was returning to my home town only to find that it had changed so much that I was disoriented, although I knew exactly the location where I stood. I thought about this recurring dream many years later when I realized that I knew memories of the town, but not the reality of the town that I had left at the age of seventeen.