Archive for September, 2006

Death of an American Town

It was always the perfect little American town. Dave and I had some of our best child hood memories set here. Didn’t get to see Dave much these days, but when we were younger we were like brothers, or better yet, inseparable best-friends, rather than cousins. We lived five minutes from each other back then and could always be found playing soccer in someone’s back yard or football in the street. The times we liked best, though, were coming here, to Claverack, and visiting Gram and Gramp.



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Why We Go This Way?

?Ok, the reasoning behind Why We Go This Way?

My son is 2½ and firmly entrenched in the repeated-question stage of life. What we doin? Where we goin? Where Mommy? What you doin? Why? As all parents know, Why?, is usually repeated incessantly and can follow the answer to any question — forever. Whenever we drive a different direction to a place familiar to him, his favorite question is “Why we go this way?” One time trying to answer this question, it really hit me just how strange many of life’s experiences appear through 2-year old eyes.


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A Fall Day

Waiting for the curtain.November 5, 2005 — Last year my wife and I took my son to see the Zucchini Brothers, a band that performs music for kids.   He was a little young (21 months) for the whole experience, but it was fun nonetheless to expose him to it and see the look on his face as he saw his first-ever live artistic performace.

After all the anticipation, the curtain went up, he lasted a few songs and was done.  We had anticipated as such and my wife had packed a picnic lunch for us eat somewhere on the way back home.   This truly turned out to be the highlight of the day.

It was late fall, perfect temperature — the kind of day that smells of your childhood.   We had our peanut butter and jelly sandwhiches, potatoe chips and milk (soda for Mommy and Daddy) on the grounds of the Vanderbilt Mansion (officially a national park, I guess.)   At least that’s what we did when we weren’t catching leaves, climbing trees and just running around.

Waiting for Falling Leaves

Something about that day made it an instant perfect day in my memory.   Now the cool, crisp smell of Fall will forever remind me of my son’s childhood.

Catching Leaves

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Hello world!

So, here we go.  Going to give this blogging thing a try.  Figured I’d start by editing the default post they give, but may as well leave the title and say hello to the rest of the planet.

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