After we dropped Emma and Robin off at the Albany Train Station, we drove back to Cambridge and stopped at the Farmer’s Market to buy some bread and one of Scott Carrino’s thin and delicious pizzas for lunch. (a white pizza with vegetables and some sausage bits.).

The Cambridge Community Jam Band was playing and it seemed timeless gathering to me, another example of community where people come together and know one another. It doesn’t matter to me if I am loved. I need to be known.

The music was good and fit the day and the place. Community is made up of a million small things, but the essential element is being seen and known to one another. It is much harder to hate someone you know that someone on Facebook or Twitter.