Last weekend we visited the former home and farm of the poet Robert Frost in Derry, New Hampshire. It was a summer day when azure blue splashed across the splendid New England sky. It seemed appropriate for us to stop there. After all, the day before we had attended a lovely wedding ceremony in Vermont where a Frost poem had been read.
I had a fond memory of Frost reading a poem of his at President Kennedy’s Inaugural in 1961. It seemed to be an intellectual new beginning for our nation after two terms of the banality of Eisenhower and Nixon in Washington.
As I walked, alone, through the wood on the property, I couldn’t help but recite the last lines of Frost’s poem, The Road Not Taken:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—-
I took the one less travelled by,
And that has made all the difference.