Some liken formal histories to four-lane highways. Nick Fonda answers with a meandering country road, quietly charming, with a human face.
If all politics is local, so all history is local… and anecdotal. As the great urban thinker Jane Jacobs said, anecdotes are the only real evidence because they come from stories people tell. Though not a bastion of wealth, Richmond is rich in stories.
Some end sadly. Avery Denison carved a community out of wilderness, left many descendants, but was killed by highwaymen in 1826. Young Italian immigrant Ralph Andosca was mysteriously murdered in Melbourne in 1905.
Others are uplifting. Irish orphan Patrick Quinn, ordained priest in 1862, served the booming railroad town Richmond, for 50 years. Anita Mercier Demers surprised lumberjacks in 2013 when, with axe and brush saw, she earned the “Forester Emeritus” award for exemplary stewardship of her woodlot… at the age of 90 plus.
Readers will inescapably yearn to visit Richmond, now and then.