In the early 90’s I worked for a company, traveling about New England. Each day, I awoke early (4:30) and would get ready for the day. At 5:30 I would speak to my boss. And by 6, I was out the door. I loved travel. I loved the people. Continue reading Where Are We? A Time With Friends
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Influential People In Your Life
Every one is influenced by someone. (Perhaps more than one.) The question is, who was yours. What person caused your life to get better? Changed you from going off the path to get back on it.
Was it a parent? A teacher? A friend? A business person? Who? Continue reading Influential People In Your Life
Why is history important?
I do not think it is unimportant to preserve history, to promote legacy, to save memories and to see others stories. Curious as to your thoughts.
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Ice Cream With Pop
When I was child there were ice cream parlors, Dari Queens and Howard Johnsons. (Not like now. Where every fast food place has self serve. Yuck.)
My dad would often travel to see his brother in the Berkshires. He would go out Route 22 in New York to a restaurant he went to all the time. He had worked with the man. Tudge’s Resturant. My dad would stop at Tudge’s before we went to see his brother who worked at The Berkshire School For Boys in Sheffield, Massachusetts. Continue reading Ice Cream With Pop
My First Fishing Trip!
When I was very young, perhaps 5 or so, my parents rented a small cabin on Schroon Lake in the Adirondacks. Each summer, my parents would pack up their small family, load us in their 1955 Dodge and cart us off from East Haven, Connecticut to the shores of the lake. Located on the easterly side of the lake, we would enjoy swimming, shuffle board, water skiing and boating. (Even on a rainy day we could go play ping pong in the club house.) Continue reading My First Fishing Trip!
Mrs. Blanchard – Teacher Extraordinaire
I often think about those folks that molded my childhood and ultimately my life. One of those people was my first grade teacher, Mrs. Blanchard. By the time I entered first grade in East Haven Connecticut, I was hooked on alphabets, words and stories. My mom, a teacher got me started with books, trips to the library and more. Add in my grandmother’s love of novels, fairy tales and children’s books and I was hooked. Continue reading Mrs. Blanchard – Teacher Extraordinaire
Schools Out! Favorite Teacher?
Perhaps you were one of those folks that a had a great teacher or two. My mom was one of those teachers. Every time we would through a store some former student would appear saying “thanks for believing in me.” How about considering a person like that as part of “your story goes here”. It is coming to the end of the school year. Who was that teacher who helped you through? Continue reading Schools Out! Favorite Teacher?
A Memorial Day Memory
Today was Memorial Day. The remembrance of those killed in action serving our country.
I took my grand kids to the parade in Keene. As the flags went by Jacob (My young grandson) stood there with his hand over his heart. My dad, my grandfather would have been proud. He never had to be asked. We sat there and clapped for those who had served. Our country. Our history. Friends showed up and watched with us. Continue reading A Memorial Day Memory
First Camping Trip In New York
For years we had stayed on Schroon Lake in New York. Each summer we stayed in a lodge overlooking the lake. Each year the boathouse was brought out on rails. And summer began. I would go out and put the buoy on the mooring. We would fuel up the boat. Water skiing, swimming and fishing. (Well, a lot of food as well.)But one summer my mom thought “let’s go camping”. Continue reading First Camping Trip In New York
My First Car, A 1936 Chevrolet Master Deluxe
My first car was a 1936 Chevrolet Master Deluxe. I grew up in a different day and a different time. My folks had a rule with us as children. “If you can buy it, you can have it.” I mowed lawns, sold seeds, raked, gardened and fed chickens and ducks for cash. And when I was about 13 years old, I wanted a car. (Well, I wanted everything long before that! I wanted or had mopeds, go karts, new bikes and more. So a car was just on the list.) Continue reading My First Car, A 1936 Chevrolet Master Deluxe