I grew up on Long Island, raised my family in New Jersey, and since 2010 have lived in Connecticut’s Farmington Valley. If nothing else, I’m a member of a select group of people – a true tri-stater – who can weigh in on the state that provided the best overall quality of life. From my perspective as a walker, writer, and hater of bad weather, I would say Connecticut.
Let’s be clear: it wasn’t always a picnic. It was here that I experienced the worst national real estate transaction in recorded history. It was there that I was assured of three corporate communications jobs that never saw the light of day — assurances that prompted the move in the first place. This is where I unintentionally merged with I-84 three times when I really didn’t want to. This is where I’m ashamed to drive visitors on Berlin’s toll highway because of all the hourly rate motels.