Where? That's the place where I spent most of my growing-up years. Technically a small village incorporated into the town of Montville in southeastern Connecticut, most of my memories of childhood and teen years revolve around this small New England burg.
After my birth in nearby New London, at an age too young for me to remember, my parents moved us to Uncasville, into a small house on Maple Avenue. It had light green painted cedar shakes for siding, an upstairs, downstairs, and a basement, along with a hill on one side that was great for sledding. The fields and woods behind the house seemed to stretch for miles when we would go exploring as kids, though when I looked there in later years, they had shrunk to a much smaller size. I attended Palmer Memorial Elementary School, St. John's Jr. High School, and St. Bernard's High School there.
There were four of us siblings in the family. Our parents taught us about God, respect for Him, and being decent people. And they had great love for us. These foundations were later used by the Lord to draw me to Him. In the picture on the right, that's my dad and me standing in front of 195 Maple Avenue on a cold February day in 1980--the weekend I proposed to Deb in the living room of that house.
In the mid-90s, Uncasville had the dubious distinction of becoming home to the Mohegan Sun, owned and operated by the Mohegan Tribal Nations, one of the largest gambling casinos in the world. From what my sister tells me, the effects on the area are not altogether positive.
My dad is now retired (he worked many years for General Dynamics Electric Boat division, a major economic influence in the region). He lives in nearby Quaker Hill, not far from where he grew up himself.
Soon we'll be taking a trip up to Uncasville to spend a few days with my dad and siblings and family. We haven't made that trip for a few years, so it will be enjoyable to be around them again.