Cape Cod: Exploring a Sense of Place

 

I first visited the Cape in 1947, sharing a cottage in Eastham with a girl friend.  We came by train, so walked or biked everywhere and  I loved it—the folks were laid back, unhurried—and the place was edged with great beaches!  When Bill and I were planning our honeymoon the next year, I persuaded him the Cape was the place to go.  Later, we spent many happy vacations here.  When the time came to retire in ‘75, although we looked elsewhere, the Cape won hands down. 

The Cape has changed, of course.   It’s less rural now, more suburban;  more  houses, people and shops. But it’s easy to become part of the community. Many non-profit organizations welcome volunteers and  there are  always something  to do.  You can learn to play bridge, mahjong, or tutor kids after school at the library, attend lectures on almost any subject and there are enough music and theatre on offer to engage the most ‘citified’ among us.  I  volunteer in my church, the local historical society and the local art guild and  I don’t mind the tourists or the summer traffic—so important to our economy!   

 

Fran Geberth