“My first and lasting impression of the Connecticut River Valley is its serene beauty, especially in the autumn months. Deep River was a near picture-perfect New England village. When I arrived there, the town was a typical working-class place, nothing like the trendy upper-income enclave it became. The town center had a cluster of shops, a movie theater open only on weekends, several white-steepled churches (none of them Catholic), the town hall, and a Victorian library. It was small, even by Ansonia standards.” CatholicNew EnglandConnecticutDeep River Book:No Time to Say Goodbye: A Memoir of a Life in Foster Care Source: No Time to Say Goodbye: A Memoir of a Life in Foster Care