Days Inn Ridgefield

Visit the many beautiful shops...

by rastaman1

Visit the many beautiful shops and resteraunts. Make sure you eat at the Elms Inn where Brad works. He is the ultimate rasta cook. Marching down main street with the beatiful rastas who have made this wonderful town there home.

Packing List

by rastaman1

all you must bring to ridgefield is your love and open heart. You must let love some running in that open heart. love sweet love. Do not forget to pack your happiness, love, open heart and a few good marley records. I would bring natty dread and exodus.

300 Years Is a Long Time!

by ciaobellamici

"Happy Birthday, Ridgefield"

I enjoyed a wonderful visit to my ancestral hometown a few weeks ago and saw some of my wishes come true. I've loved Ridgefield since I was a young girl, visiting my grandmother in her beautiful house on East Ridge, a home she'd received as a wedding present.
My father had left the East Coast following college, never to return to live, but obliged his family a few times to visit. I had two childhood visits to place the love of the house and town deep in my heart - 5th and 9th grade.
I loved the big house, it's history, the smells of the barn and all of the wonderful places to explore. There was a Battle of Ridgefield to reinact in the fields and stone fences behind the house with my two brothers. There were hours in the attic, trying to understand how a servant lived and worked there. There was our family cemetary to visit. Names of people who shaped my world, long dead but not forgotten by a young girl.

Now, so many years later, I've returned.

"Celebration!"

Ridgefield was founded in 1708 by a group of men, including one Jonathon Rockwell. My family descends from one of his 4 sons, Benjamin. My family of Rockwells remained in the area until my father's generation.
The 300th anniversary is being celebrated all year long, culminating in September. Coming back for the 4th of July celebration brought back happy memories of watching the fireworks from the front lawn of my grandmother's house.

"The Commons in Early Morning Mist"

Imagine Cows grazing here right on Main Street!