BunkoSquad

So off to Acton, where the Bunker Hill-esque Isaac Davis memorial towers over the common. If you believe Wikipedia, Davis was the first person in the American Revolution to be killed by British Regulars, at the Battle of Concord.

Next stop was Maynard, where some mills along the Assabet River have been transformed into Clock Tower Place, which houses a bunch of companies, possibly including Monster. What I was really hoping for was for a bolt of lightning to hit the clock tower and generate 1.21 gigawatts of electricity, but it wasn't to be.

There's not a lot in Stow - apple orchards and golf courses, neither of which photographs well in December - so I went with the default of the handsome church on the common. It was that or the "Ye Olde Beef'n'Ale" sign on Route 62.

Marlborough, besides being famous for its cigarettes, has an interesting connection to the Civil War. A militia group from Marlborough was involved in recapturing Harper's Ferry (not the bar in Allston); as a souvenir, they took the bell from John Brown's fort. They weren't able to ship it home during the war, so they left it in the care of a Maryland woman. Thirty years later, some of them were in the neighborhood. They went to visit the woman, and found out she'd been holding onto the bell the whole time. So they shipped it home, finally, and now it lives in a tower in the center of town. Certainly a better fate than John Brown's body.

Finally, Northborough. My old hometown. I went to see the default Northborough-photo location, the Aqueduct on Hudson Street. I've been told that that's too obvious and I should take a picture of the big rooster out on West Main Street, but I didn't have time on Saturday. Oh well.

39 down, 312 to go!