Story and images by Kevin Snair
When I ask the good folks of Albert County what the Hopewell Rocks means to them, the answers can be as varied as the people themselves. For some it’s just the photo on their Medicare card but for many, it’s a whole lot more.
I often hear coming-of-age stories of youth experiencing their first summer jobs among excited travelers. I hear of church picnics and family gatherings outside the old Pavilion. For some it’s the draw that brings the guests to their bed & breakfasts and restaurants and for more than one, it’s memories of that first stolen kiss under Lover’s Arch. Undeniably, the Hopewell Rocks have found their way into the hearts of many New Brunswickers.
When I ask the good folks of Albert County what the Hopewell Rocks means to them, the answers can be as varied as the people themselves. For some it’s just the photo on their Medicare card but for many, it’s a whole lot more.
I often hear coming-of-age stories of youth experiencing their first summer jobs among excited travelers. I hear of church picnics and family gatherings outside the old Pavilion. For some it’s the draw that brings the guests to their bed & breakfasts and restaurants and for more than one, it’s memories of that first stolen kiss under Lover’s Arch. Undeniably, the Hopewell Rocks have found their way into the hearts of many New Brunswickers.
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