Bourne Again

By Bob Surrette

I grew up in Worcester. From age five or so my family vacationed on the Cape, usually spending the last week of August in a one-room cottage on the north side of Old Warf Road in Dennis Port.  It was a long, long ride back to the Cape each summer in the early fifties of the last century, almost forever for little boy, me. It was always exciting to see the top of the Sagamore Bridge as it meant we'd made it back to the Cape again. It was only decades later that I learned that the Bridge is in Bourne.  And that at all those exciting moments of first spying that special span, I had become a Bourne again Cape Codder.

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