The niceness explained

Yesterday I found out some amazing things abou the tiny little town I live in. I have commented before on the niceness and lack of tension and meaness in this town. It turns out that the Quakers had a lot to do with the development of this town. If they are still around I will have to find out but here are some of the amazing things that happened in this tiny little town.
Uxbridge was the first town in America to allow a woman to vote. There was an elderly widow that owned much of the property in town, She paid more than one half of the town's property tax. At that time women were not allowed to vote in America. The town fathers said that that was taxation without representation so they let her vote. She voted to approve a measure that would help fund the FRENCH AND INDIAN WAR!
Uxbridge was the first town in America to allow women to serve on juries. They did so despite the secretary of state of the state of Massachusetts telling them that they could not.
Uxbridge was the site of the beginning of the industrial revolution in America. The town had very few natural resources. The resources were: two small rivers, granite, and a lot of immigrants.
With stone and mortar
Wood and water
They built themselves a town
The town was soon bustling with mills and factories. The town never produced any weapon of any kind but those crafty old Quakers found a way to profit from war. Why not, everyone else does. I have read that the meaning of the word war in Sanskrit is "Wants more cows.".
So Uxbridge made uniforms for the Revolutionary War, the Civil War, and, talk about staying power, the uniforms of the United States Air Force are Uxbridge Blue!
The first mission for Indians was in Uxbridge. The first recorded purchase of land from the Indians in Massachusetts may have been in Uxbridge. No guns and smallpox, just good solid cash.
So here it is, a tiny little town with a huge heritage of peace and hard work. There is no bragging and blustering and spouting "Hey look at me, aren't I wonderful?". This is what America used to be before we took over the Phillipines and started on our quest for "Hey look at me. I have an empire too!".
Whenever I find somewhere that has peace and tranquility and justice and hard work and modesty, there always seems to be a Quaker standing in the background somewhere. They made a town from uniforms, something they had absolutely no use for. They made a town with justice and sensibility and didn't rape the land. Something we all could use. I bet they are still standing in the background saying to themselves "The water is still here and we could use it to make electricity to sell to Boston as that is the only light they will ever see. When the people of Boston have burned out their lives in their constant quest for "Hey look at me!" we can take the granite and make headstones for them.". Quakers, "Nothing is better for thee than me.".
There was a Wal-Mart in town. It closed its doors and moved away becuse the people in Ux bridge still shopped at the tiny little stores run by their friends and neighbors. There was a computer store also but it closed. There are tiny little coffee shops and breakfast places and a hardware store and a food pantry and a senior center and a maple sugar operation and several housing places for seniors and families with limited resources. There is a book store. There are no self-help books in the bookstore, they just didn't sell in this town. I guess that the people in Uxbridge already knew how to do that.