Dear Ipswich, I love you!
I was born in Ipswich, at home on Alan Road, and moved across the pond to Seattle, Washington at just 4 years old. Being so young when we moved, you’d think my memories are few and far between – but that couldn’t be farther from the truth.
Bringing friends to visit Ipswich over the years is something that fills me with pride.
Ipswich is a home away from home. A place where I know I’ll be greeted by family, friends of the family, and perhaps even people excited to meet a “cousin/granddaughter/niece” from the States. Bringing friends to visit Ipswich over the years fills me with pride.
Walking into town and seeing all the familiar places – Christchurch Mansion, The Buttermarket, Ancient House – brings me such a beautiful nostalgia. But as with any great town, Ipswich is forever growing and improving; the new restaurants and pubs, the ever-evolving waterfront, and new citizens make me so excited for what’s to come.
I love Ipswich for the new and old sights and the hugs that I know are waiting for me when I arrive.