I remember visiting North Bloomfield Historical Park when I was fairly young, but that first visit must have left an impression because years later, when I sat down to begin work on my WIP, I wrestled with where on earth to set the darn story. A mining town, yes. But where?
In my head, I conjured up this little town in the hills that I fondly thought of as “Daffodil.” When I shared my idea with my family, they took pause and responded, “Oh, you mean North Bloomfield.” And so it began, my unending fascination.
Later, when I began my research for my capstone project, I was able to delve further into the environmental controversy that ultimately brought about the demise of the town.
If you have any questions about my findings, I’d be happy to answer any questions.