Rhode Island is one the small New England states, squeezed in between the Atlantic Ocean between Connecticut and Massachusetts.
I have been there twice, the first time was one of the early AARP consulting project, in the state Capital Providence. The workshop was coordinated by the Department of Elderly Affairs, who answered the phone DEA, in most of the country DEA is the drug enforcement administration. About 1/3 of first time callers hang up fearing they have dialed the wrong number.
The last trip there was for a board meeting in Newport for a non-profit I volunteered for. Newport is home to fisherman and old money. The marina was filled with boats that cost more than my net worth. The seafood was amazing. It was an amazing place. The first speeding ticket issued to an automobile driver in the United States was issued in Newport, as I recall he was tearing through town at something like 17 miles per hour.
The cliffs along the water's edge are lined with huge homes, summer cottages from the gilded age. Summer retreats for the rich and famous from New York and Boston 100 years ago. We had time to tour one of them.
We really should spend more time exploring that part of the country. I have never driven my car, farther north than Baltimore. We should change that someday.
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