I wish you could see the group text thread we’ve been sending all day, making fun of the fact that in order to eliminate distractions, we booked a conference room here:
To make our official business plan and partnership agreement in a 4-hour meeting with these goobers:
They gave us a free pan of hot cinnamon rolls and coffee so it was obviously a 100% success. More to come on that!
Then tonight after fresh blackened fish (for Ben) and squash casserole (for me) out on my parents’ back porch for dinner…
We went to Slowboat Brewing Co. to see Cary Hudson play.
In the years since college, people have asked me, “Why would you go back home to Laurel? It’s so lame. You could have had a career anywhere in the world.” And my 16 year old self would have agreed with them. I thought this place was boring. I imagined having cool friends, doing cool things, living in NYC or California. And I had to leave Laurel for college to see what made it great. I missed it, deeply. And when we came home to start our life together we would insist and fight for this town because I didn’t want to hear “Laurel is lame. I told you so.” We knew it could be something great. People would see, she just needed a few more folks to come back home and believe in her again. Tonight I sat at a brewery. In downtown Laurel. Just a few steps from my house. With my friends who are better than any dream I ever had in high school. There was a food truck and Cary Hudson was playing Blue Canoe and so many people were there, laughing and choosing to spend their Saturday night here. In Laurel.
Well, I told you so.