As the eclipse approaches, watch for more posts about Western North Carolina and how this eclipse is a seminole moment in my life.
In 1972, my parents moved our family from Springfield, MA, to Andrews, NC, so we could help my grandparents run their farm in Brasstown, NC.
I couldn’t believe we went to a place where my junior high school in Springfield was bigger than the entire town. Over the next three years, I came to love the place. Leaving Andrews and Brasstown was one of the worst experiences of my life.
I stopped at the farm driving from Florida to New York City from baseball spring training in 1992. It was my first trip back to the area. Everything was overgrown and had become a memory.
In 2005, I took my daughter to see what was left of my grandfather’s farm. It was a heartbreaking experience. The only things left were the remnants of our silo and my grandparent’s house which had fallen into total disrepair.
Now 12 years later, I am returning with my mom and dad for the Total Solar Eclipse. I’m hoping that time will bring back the original love I felt for what, in my childhood, was the most beautiful place in the world.