This is happening far too often. I remember the first time - I was a young girl. Heartsick when a new development went in because we'd play in the meadow - sled down its hill when it was snowy. There was an old dairy on the outskirts of the meadow - it was such a treat to go there for ice cream in summer then lick our cones in the meadow. Grief still and it's been 50 years or more! Ode to memories, yes.