Monthly Archives: March 2012

The folks have just ended a three month rental agreement on a house behind us and will be heading home for N.H. tomorrow and I’ll be sad to see them gone. I’m sure they leave with numerous memories of my … Continue reading →

I enjoy the odd little thing that suddenly sparks a memory of something that though not entirely forgotten …..is just not remembered enough.                  “ A place “  is what Pat said on Wheel of Fortune tonight as Vanna strutted … Continue reading →

  The end of the building boom came as the end of all booms come .… abrupt and absolute. My position as foreman for a great construction company was suddenly gone. So, as has been the case countless times over … Continue reading →

My fellow bricklayer Scotty and I used to meet at a park and ride alongside the Mammoth Road fairway of the Derryfield Country Club in Manchester to share the 45 minute ride to work. One morning I arrived long before … Continue reading →

I used to fly fish for trout on the Contoocook River a lot. There likely wasn’t a spot on the river for miles that I wasn’t familiar with and that meant I was usually a very successful fly caster. During … Continue reading →

We had paddled a half mile of flat calm river before we heard it. At first it was just a hint but as we rounded the bend of the Contoocook River we more than heard it…we saw it. A frothing … Continue reading →

“ Leave me alone ….go away “ That’s exactly what I had expected from my brother when I urged him off his ass to come along with me to white water a local river after work one afternoon.. “ Come … Continue reading →