Woodstock, Vt.
''It looked like the set for an Andy Hardy movie - things quaint in the manner of Norman Rockwell...Maybe the town wasn't the prettiest village in America, but if the townspeople wanted to make the claim, I wouldn't have disputed them. It was Woodstock, Vermont.
"....the village lived by the tourist - the well heeled tourist. But few places in the country fused tourism and town life so well. In Woodstock, they were parts of the whole.
"If the village had a fault, it lay in both a hubris about its picturesqueness and in its visitors with new money and new facades...."
-- From William Least Heat-Moon's Blue Highways
