I have been in love with Vermont since 1986 when I visited for a job-related orientation. When my first “Where do I want to live next?” occurred, there was no question, and Putney, VT became my home. Since 1994, I have moved up and down the route 91 corridor within VT, and occasionally have left to try out Massachusetts, California, and New Mexico. As great as those places are, every time I came back to VT, I knew I was in “my place.” For those of us who want to balance interesting, meaningful work with phenomenal non-work lives, I don’t know of any place that is better. The scale may be bigger elsewhere, but the accessibility and beauty here make this the place for me. “There is no such thing as bad weather, just bad clothing” is a common mantra. I do think what I value most about Vermont, however, is how well you get to know your neighbors, the volunteer fireman, the plumber, the teacher, etc… Unlike every other place I have lived, socioeconomic standing and extracurricular interests are not what define your community. Friendships and respect are built on how you treat your neighbor. True heaven.