We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
A small hilltop village in Umbria in the foothills of the Apennines, a couple of years ago. Mrs. BD and I were driving our Lancia to Norcia for lunch and to meet the Monks of Norcia. Naturally, we explored this place (forget the name) and, naturally with Italians, we were met with suspicion.
Norcia! I'm a New Hampshireite long resident in Western Australia where we have town called New Norica, Thanks to your post I now see it is not coincidental that our New Norcia has a sprawling Roman Catholic set of buildings, retreat centre, grand hotel - the works. I took my mother there when she visited me here in about 1977. She met a priest at New Norcia who had come as a young man to Australia from Spain during the civil war in the 30s. They became great pen pals and corresponded until she died in 1984. She gave regular contributions to New Norcia and her priest friend got to visit Spain for the first time since he had left. He reported to my mother that he was shocked by the openly displayed affection displayed by young couples!