Saturday, April 15, 2017

Road Trip: The Presidential Range (NH)

Presidential Range from near Twin Mountain, NH. 
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Mount Washington.
Mount Washington with the Cog Railway traversing the slope.
Mount Washington Hotel

Mount Washington with the Cog tracks to the left
Top of The Rock. 
Ravine to the left of the Cog is Burt Ravine
Burt Ravine

Saturday, March 4, 2017

Celebrating Anne

Anne, Betty, and Joe
I have been searching for a gift to celebrate my writing partnership and friendship with Anne. When I saw Blue Violet by Mary Hart, I knew I'd found the perfect piece.

Tonight, we toasted the end of winter (even though it's 6 degrees with a wind chill of –20) with a vegetarian dinner replete with delectable h'orderves by Joe and a scrumptious casserole by Anne.

Blue-Violet by Mary Hart

First home at Anne and Joe's 













P.S. Click on photos to enlarge. Mary, check out the painting over Betty's head :-)

Thursday, March 2, 2017

Uncle Allen's Gift... Twins?

Bailey's Uncle Allen sent us a look-a-like t-shirt today. Does this make us twins? Thanks, Allen! It's great to be remembered.

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Thursday, February 9, 2017

My High School Ski Coach

Rich and Coach Herbie Adams (click to enlarge)

Last weekend during the Chisholm Ski Club's 100th Anniversary celebration, I asked my high school ski coach, US History teacher, and friend, Herb Adams, to sign the ski club's new book for our family. Three of the five Kent kids skied for Herbie in the 1960s and 1970s... during that time we landed state and New England Ski Championships.

A decade later as the ski coach, I had the pleasure of coaching Herb and Dottie's two kids, Derek and Erin. We knocked off a few championships of our own back then. Great memories with a fabulous ski family.


Saturday, February 4, 2017

My Cross-Country Ski Coach at 97 years old

On Friday evening, February 3rd, I went up to the ski area to celebrate the 100th anniversary of the Chisholm Ski Club. Chummy escaped his nursing home to sign the club's new history books. For me, the moment proved special as Chummy complimented me on my work for local skiing. I have to say that I was touched. The two of us traded a few short stories about skiing in the River Valley, and then he told me how he met his late wife. Just so you know, she did not kiss him good night when he walked her home after their first date. Smart woman.
Chummy Broomhall and Rich 
Chummy far right.
Chummy racing
 

Tuesday, January 24, 2017

Gifts from Germany

Can we open the package yet????


What do we have here?






Well, how about getting a big package of Christmas gifts in late January from Sönke Hanneken and his family? I think that has to be the best. Bailey thinks so. He landed a new pal that we've named Bailey II the Beaver. Thanks so much Hanneken Family. We'll make sure that Connie & Ben plus Brenda receive their gifts. Way too kind....


My baby... :-)







Friday, January 6, 2017

Friends for Lunch

Today, Bailey and I welcomed my friends Maja Wilson and Tom Newkirk for work and lunch. Maja is a professor at UMaine Farmington and Tom is professor emeritus at the University of New Hampshire. They worked on a book Maja is writing about assessment. Maja and I worked together at UMaine. The three of us caught up over lunch from the Rumford House of Pizza. I've know Tom since the early 1990s when I applied to UNH's graduate school. He liked the sound of my book-in-progress and end up editing that book and a follow-up book (Room 109 and Beyond Room 109) for Heinemann Education Publishers.  We also co-edited a book titled Teaching the Neglected 'R'. Tom and Maja are a couple of the good people in education. Don't forget to click on the photos below to enlarge.

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The Mountains of My Home

Now that I've had a slew of trees taken down in my yard, including several 4-story Blue Spruce trees, I have a much improved view of the mountains of the River Valley. I still have some smaller trees to take down, and when I do, the view will be less obstructed. My late neighbor, Steve Davis, a WWII veteran, planted those Blue Spruce when he returned from Europe in the 1940s. He went on to manage a greenhouse and his wife, Mary, was the florist.




Bailey's room

I joke with people about Bailey's bedroom, but truth is, it's a good room with a great bed. Each evening he heads off to bed by himself between 9:30pm and 10:00pm. He makes his grand exit by barking at me looking for permission. "Go to bed, Bailey." And off he goes. Some nights, however, he waits for me to head up. Like an old couple, he heads into his room and I into mine. Usually he curls into a ball, but when he's just taking a quick nap during the day, he lies on his back. I know it's unusual that my dog has his own room and bed. If I have exchange students they take over the room. Then Bailey crawls into my office and sleeps on the wooden floor and wandered down into the living room to sleep on a Victorian couch. He never sleeps in my room.