A very good place to start.
Beginnings. We all have them. I was lucky enough to be raised in New England, where this (sometimes) great nation all began. My beginnings came from the beginnings of America, and I always took so much of that for granted. Everyone thinks where they grew up is special. There's a unique personality to every location, every city. New England is no exception, and in fact, I like to think it's extra special. There's a distinct flavor and culture to it that predates many of the other states. Each state within New England is intensely different from the others. Even the tiniest of states, Rhode Island, packs a whollop in terms of oddity and traditions. I grew up the typical millennial, one who thinks that getting away from where they came from is the only way to find out who they are. And that's what I did. I left Rhode Island for the big city (of Boston, so really, I was within the safety net of New England and was kind of an asshole for thinking that I was better than R