CAROLYN'S COMPOSITIONS

September 30, 2008

IT WAS MEANT TO BE: A Meeting with Travelers from the Netherlands

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

IT WAS MEANT TO BE

A Meeting with Travelers from the Netherlands

 

     The weather was perfect for driving over and through the white mountains of New Hampshire, although the downhill drives were intimidating with their S- and hair-pin curves on step grades, and their signs “moose…. 40 miles per hour.” The leaves in many patches were at their peak, and we laughed about being among the early “leaf-peepers” in New England.

     The views were so fantastic that we frequently stopped at scenic overlooks. My husband, Monte, noted that, although most of the mountaintops were in clear view, the top of Mt. Washington, noted for foggy heights, was enshrouded in a cloud. We stopped at a pull-off to admire the view and to add to our photography record.

     I crossed the road, snapped the camera, and returned to the car, watching as a white van pulled up behind our car. Several persons had already exited the van as I reached our car, and I smiled at the one holding a camera, saying, “It’s a great day for photography.”

     He smiled and asked me if I knew the motto for the state of Pennsylvania. I felt embarrassed that I couldn’t pull up this piece of trivia, which I should know (later my daughter told me Pennsylvania’s motto is “The Keystone State.”)

     “It’s written on the license plate of some states,” he noted, pointing to the plate on the van he was driving (I forget the state and the motto).

     Noting his obvious accent and friendly nature, I asked him where he was from.

     “The Netherlands,” was his response, which caught my attention. I had just been reading some of my research materials to Monte before we stopped, and two of the historic persons we were discussing were (more…)

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September 19, 2008

THE WOES OF A DIFFICULT DAY’S WORK

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CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

THE WOES OF A DIFFICULT DAY’S WORK

It’s Friday evening. Following a ferocious Friday day. This is a day that makes our vacation not a vacation, and our work day a real strain.

We spent the day in the Ellsworth, Maine, courthouse, researching deeds and attempting to figure out plots of land. I worked hard, finding important deeds and photographing them. At the end of the day, I set up my laptop to download my pictures, so that i could check what pictures needed to be redone. When I opened my digital camera to take the disc out, I discovered that (more…)

September 18, 2008

FROM ELLSWORTH/LAMOINE, MAINE

Filed under: NEW ENGLAND — carolyncholland @ 6:13 pm

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FROM ELLSWORTH/LAMOINE, MAINE

We made it to Hancock County, Maine, where there has been much research to do. We have already spent time in the courthouse and library, uncovering some details. We now need to overlay maps with land proprietorship purchases (sounds like fun, eh?). However, we are expecting to do some fun stuff. Tonight we will be at Lamoine Beach for the evening low tide. Hopefully there will be a good sunset. Perhaps we will have a picnic there. Watch for a description of the beach there!

If any of you are also in this area, E-mail me at cchcreations@yahoo.com with “Lamoine” in the subject line. Perhaps we can meet!

Hopefully

September 15, 2008

SNAPSHOT ENCOUNTERS: Brief Meetings With People #2

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CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS
SNAPSHOT ENCOUNTERS: Brief Meetings With People #2

As we travel along the New England coast (a journey that began by way of Philadelphia) I will periodically post Snapshots of meetings with people we meet along the way. We are sending three of these Snapshots from the library in Stratham, New Hampshire, but all are meetings in Philadelphia on September 4, 2008.

While waiting to take the train from New Jersey into Philadelphia, headed towards the Pennsylvania Historical Society, Monte and I became engaged in conversation with a gentleman with (more…)

September 13, 2008

SNAPSHOT ENCOUNTERS: Brief Meetings with People #1

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SNAPSHOT ENCOUNTERS: Brief Meetings with People #1

 

On a beautiful September 1, 2008, morning, Monte and I left Laurel Mountain Borough for our fourth extended trip up the New England coast for a “vacation,” which involves some research for my historic journal article and historic romance novel. Along the way, we are visiting (more…)

September 12, 2008

IS THIS “CHEERS?”

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 IS THIS “CHEERS?”

 A New England Bar Experience

 This is the second post on my 2008 New England vacation. I am posting this from Weymouth, Massachusetts.

      “Is this Cheers?” I asked the bartender as he was about to take my order.

      “No—it’s Chappy’s” he responded, in an interchange that occurred as I sat on a stool in the front of the bar with the window behind me. I could identify the totally unfamiliar establishment as a neighborhood haunt.

     The small one-story building in the center of the New England tourist area was almost hidden by an ivy overgrowth and a tree whose branches created an awning over the front wall. The stools in front of its one long bar, situated along the right wall, were mostly occupied by customers intent on the beverages in front of them. It was reminiscent of the television sitcom, Cheers, an episode of which is coincidentally airing as I write this post in a Cape Cod hotel room. My husband, Monte, commented that I was the only woman in the bar.

     Yet, although the bar scene is unfamiliar to me, I didn’t feel uncomfortable.

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      At “Chappy’s,” the television was close to blaring.

      “I’m Carolyn,” I stated.

       The bartender’s eyes lit up when he heard that.

       A few days earlier, I’d begun telephoning numbers listed under the name “Cornell” on Aquidneck Island, asking them if they might be doing genealogy on the Cornell ancestors (note the middle initial “C” in my name: it is my maiden name, Cornell). I was seeking information on a family burial site, and also thought it might be nice to meet personally with someone with whom I shared the same ancestors. On the second call, a woman answered the phone.

       “I have a strange question to ask you,” I said. “Are you interested in the Cornell genealogy?”

       “You hit the right place,” she said. “My husband does.”

       However, her husband was showering, so I left my information and hoped he would call back. He did. And he connected me with a contact who could lead me to my destination.

       I was told if I wanted to meet this Cornell descendent, I could find him at his job—at the neighborhood bar. When we arrived, Monte stayed at the car to put money in the meter while I crossed the road and entered the bar.

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       “What can I get you to drink?” the bartender asked, after I introduced myself. “Oh, this is a Cornell descendent too,” he continued, pointing to the man seated next to me. “He’s done some genealogy research for me.”

      The bartender moved swiftly, deftly serving customers and efficiently running the business. Between his frequent stops at my stool and in between serving others, I learned that this bar, the oldest neighborhood bar in this tourist city, began in 1938. Earlier in time there was once a second story, which was destroyed by a fire. The bar does not serve meals—it is strictly a bar.

      Tourists don’t generally come to this bar, unless they mosey on over from a neighboring restaurant. It seems the customers are all friendly and know each other.

      In our phone conversation the bartender and I learned at which branch our ancestry had separated—it was in the third generation. We agreed that our common ancestor, the son of the original emigrants, who was hung for killing his mother, was definitely the recipient of injustice. I learned that his case is the only one in the law books that a man was convicted of murder by a ghost!

     Our visit almost over, I asked the bartender if I could take his picture. The second man at the bar, who had inquired about my camera, said he’d done photography and seemed to know about cameras. He volunteered to take a photo of the bartender, Monte and me. I handed him my camera so he could shoot the picture. Then Monte took another photo of the bartender and me. We said our goodbyes, and Monte and I left.

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     We probably will not enter another bar this “vacation.” Our sites are beaches, libraries, historic societies and some sightseeing. But we will not forget our visit to “Cheers—” er, “Chappy’s.”

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 ADDITIONAL READING:

IN NEW ENGLAND, HISTORY CONFLICTS WITH PROGRESS

 A FATHER-DAUGHTER REUNION

 A Father-Daughter reunion after 30 years

 LIZZIE BORDEN—A REENACTMENT

 KILLED STRANGELY: A NEW ENGLAND MURDER STORY

 Two Photographers Named Cornell

 YOU MEAN THIS NEW ENGLANDER IS A WESTSYLVANIAN?

 

September 11, 2008

IN NEW ENGLAND, HISTORY CONFLICTS WITH PROGRESS

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

IN NEW ENGLAND, HISTORY CONFLICTS WITH PROGRESS

 

I am finally at a computer where I can post original items freely. The situation I discuss below is one that can happen in Anytown, U. S. A. My husband and I became part of the conflict after finally locating a family cemetery we had unsuccessfully searched for during previous trips to a New England town.

 

When a person purchases a piece of property at the far end of a quiet neighborhood, they should expect privacy.

 

Where cemeteries exist, persons who are descendants of the buried should expect to have access to their ancestor’s burial sites.

 

This is the core of the conflict facing New England residents in a condominium development and descendents of those buried in a small family cemetery. The kernel of the debate is whose rights triumph. Can the condominium management bar non-residents from using the road that is the only access to the cemetery?

 

Although the developer of the condominium allegedly agreed to (more…)

September 8, 2008

JOHN BARELY ESCAPES NYC on SEPTEMBER 11, 2001

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS

JOHN BARELY ESCAPES NYC on SEPTEMBER 11, 2001

 

LMB resident John was working in one of the twin towers in New York City the morning of September 11, 2001. His story will be posted in the LMBoroLMPark Newsletter in three parts. To view photo illustrations taken by John, click on:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/lmborolmpark
http://www.flickr.com/photos/beaneryonlineliterarymagazine

 

On September 11, 2001, John was in New York City working as a freelance sound recordist/video engineer. He had many clients in downtown New York, where he found most of his jobs. He also worked in Philadelphia and other places, but the New York work was most challenging.

 

This Tuesday he was working at (to continue reading Part I of  John’s story, click on: LMB RESIDENT’S SEPT. 11, 2001 STORY: Part 1 of 2 & click on LMB RESIDENT’S SEPT. 11, 2001 STORY: Part 2 of 2  to read the second part of the story—this link is also at the end of Part 1)

www.beanerywriters.wordpress.com and www.carolyncholland.wordpress.com

September 7, 2008

FLIGHT 93 CRASH SITE MEMORIAL

CAROLYN’S COMPOSITIONS
FLIGHT 93 CRASH SITE MEMORIAL

     The following is a description of the Flight 93 Crash Site Memorial formed spontaneously following the September 11 events. The scene evolved over the years, and is now being moved in preparation for a major memorial construction.
     A small parking lot on the left side of Skyline Drive, Stoneybrook Township, has four Portapotties. Beyond them, on a distant hill, under high voltage lines spanning open fields, two obsolete cranes stretch skyward.
     A parking area on the right roadside abuts the Flight 93 Temporary Memorial site.
     Restrictions, enforced by the Somerset County Sheriffs Deputies, are posted: “No solicitation, concessions, brochures or advertisements; No installation of structure, permanent or otherwise; No planting of flowers, trees or shrubs; No loitering or overnight parking.”
     A sign on a gray hut donated by the Assateague Island National Seashore requests Please do not (more…)

September 6, 2008

THE BRIEFS OF OUR TRAVEL THUS FAR…

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It is 11:39 am Saturday, and Monte and I are sitting at a desk in the Langworth Library in Langworth, Rhode Island library accessing our computer in a somewhat relaxed manner for the first time since we left Southwestern Pennsylvania. It is alternately raining and (more…)

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