I grew up in the small town of Starksboro Vermont. No local store, no gas station. Just dirt roads, no cell service and a population of about 1,800 (as of the 2010 census). Growing up in the early 2000s in Starksboro was a fun and unique experience that my fellow classmates and I will always look back on fondly (I hope). So without further ado, here are 10 Memories of Growing up in Starksboro Vermont.
1. Telling people where you’re from and they have no idea where Starksboro is.
If you say “it’s in between Hinesburg and Bristol,” then they’ll know.
2. If someone says they’re from Starksboro, are they from Starksboro or South Starksboro?
Still technically the same town, but there’s a difference.
3. Getting a creemee from the Starksboro General Store.
Well, before they got robbed multiple times and shut down. But it was exciting having a creemee stand in our town while it lasted.
4. Seeing at least one person (if not multiple people) from Starksboro while grocery shopping in Williston.
People in Bristol shopped in Middlebury, which is the complete opposite direction.
5. Knowing what a “bubble class” meant for the school years to come.
Instead of having two of each class ( 1-2 , 3-4, and 5-6) there had to be three to accommodate the bigger classes. Bigger, meaning about thirty kids in a grade versus the average fifteen.
6. The only neighborhoods people lived in were the three different trailer parks.
Even those were in the middle of nowhere though.
7. Going to see friends by biking or four wheeling down the road to see them.
Don’t try to do that after the road’s been freshly grated though, it’s bumpy and dirt goes everywhere.
8. Winter and mud Season on the dirt roads.
You’re either sliding or getting stuck in the mud. It’s not fun, so you have to change your route for about six months (or drive very carefully).
9. Field Trips to Lewis Creek Farm and Russell Tree Farm.
Anything that gave us a chance to walk down the road and goof off for a bit, while we went on the same trip as the year before.
10. The small forever family.
Some of the people you’ve known since Preschool, others trickled in through the years. These people and their families became your second family, and no matter where you each end up, you’ll always cherish the small town childhood experience you shared with