When a man I’d never met came to help widen our driveway a few years ago, I was shocked to hear him refer to Kit’s Orchard. He was giving his partner a complicated set of driving directions: two miles past this place, four miles past that place, the places being named for people long gone. One of the places had belonged to my family and I said so.

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