THE RESPONSE

from the organizing committee of the Plymouth Thanksgiving Parade to my letter of complaint.
Hi Penny,
Thank you for giving us this important feedback about the parade. We have worked diligently since we took over the management of the America's Hometown Thanksgiving Celebration to best represent Plymouth's heritage. We pride ourselves on bringing to the community something to be proud to be a part of. The balloon piece of the parade something that one of our sponsors managed independently. It is our understanding that the balloon company delivered the Native American balloon in error and was actually
supposed to deliver a balloon depicting a turkey and a chef. We recognize that everything that comes through the parade is a reflection of our organization and your email is a reminder to us to be constantly diligent. If you would like to further discuss this or have additional feedback that you think would be useful for us to preserve our heritage, please do not hesitate to call me directly. Again, I thank you for bringing your concerns to our attention. Feedback such as yours is vital to the growth of our organization.

Sincerely,
Olly Demacedo
America's Hometown Thanksgiving Celebration
617-759-3139

BEYOND THE PALE

I have already written a letter of complaint to the
Plymouth Thanksgiving Parade organizing committee.
I cannot believe that they would allow such a balloon
to be displayed in the parade. I was horrified when I saw
this picture. If you find this offensive, please write
to the committee's Executive Director, Olly de Macedo,
at floats@usathanksgiving.com.

PLYMOUTH CORDAGE COMPANY

1824-1965

I went down to the old cordage buildings today to poke around. My grandfather worked there as a chemist and then as an administrator for many years. My mom's family lived in one of the big houses on Holmes Terrace. We've established that I love old, worn-out buildings, and I love my family, so this place has a double attraction for me.

This sign is out where the public can still see it.

This building (and I don't even know how many more just like it) is sided with painted metal shingles. The peeling and rusting give it a really cool texture.

I'm not sure what's going on here, but it made me think of a surrealist painting.

Smokestacks are creepy. And these windows are all glassless.

Always going to find graffiti on abandoned buildings, most of it was a waste of time, but I thought this was funny.

There were train tracks here back in the day, but these aren't original. These are part of the commuter rail station that now resides at the back of the cordage.

I don't know what you call this, it's a guide for a big sliding door.

I couldn't get any closer to these buildings, but I really wanted to. There is a marina in the same area and you can't get in without a password for the keypad.

Wonder what those doors are for.

The tallest building in Plymouth? So the historical site says, six stories.

It was a beautiful day and I could have stayed there for hours snapping away. I'm going back, to see if I can get into any of the empty buildings. Don't tell anyone!

R A I N B O W

Always love to see the rainbows.

SAND (LOTS)

P A Landers. It's on the "new" Route 44, which
we drive to get home. I took a couple of quick
shots out the window as we drove by. We've
always thought all that equipment looks cool,
especially against the blue sky.

Blue sky and tan sand. One of my favorite
color combinations.

Land they haven't torn up to organize into
big piles of different sized rock.....yet.

North Street Sunshine

Treetops and blue sky!

Sun peeking out!

Sunroof

Silver tree

more silver tree

bank brick, warm!

The FORMER Plymouth County Courthouse, et al.

full frontal, she's a beauty!

Detail with Lady Justice

Architectural Details, lovely!

Details around back.

Inside this window is a

vault room.

Through the front door

and down the hall.

Abandoned Courtroom.

The building behind the

courthouse.

The Registry of Probate/Deeds,

across the street, sideways.

PLYMOUTH BEACH

BABY SEAGULL PLYMOUTH BEACH

JENNEY POND SWANS