One of our favorite sections aboard Ambler was the Hudson River, especially the area sur-
rounding West Point and Storm King Mountain. We had all day Friday free, so off we set
to savor the memories.
Our first stop was West Point. You can only visit the cemetery if you are on a two-hour tour
and I'm not up to that, so we went to the movie in the Visitor Center. I mentioned to one of the
clerks that I'd like to visit my cousin's husband's grave. "Oh, that's different. You can do that."
So, we took our photo IDs, drove up to the gate, had mine scanned, and
drove to the office of the director. Around the side of the building is a
cubicle containing an electronic touch-screen. With a series of selections
you will be shown the section and site number of any grave you are
looking for. It is necessary to have a few facts at hand, such as year at
the Academy, etc. But it's very efficient and the grounds are kept in pristine condition. All in
all it was a sobering day, and I'm extremely glad I went. It sort of smoothed the memory of his
funeral. He had finished serving his tour in Vietnam and was resigning his commission as his
wife was about to give birth to their second child. The orders to return to his command
crossed in the mail, and away he went, only to be killed within weeks.
rounding West Point and Storm King Mountain. We had all day Friday free, so off we set
to savor the memories.
Our first stop was West Point. You can only visit the cemetery if you are on a two-hour tour
and I'm not up to that, so we went to the movie in the Visitor Center. I mentioned to one of the
clerks that I'd like to visit my cousin's husband's grave. "Oh, that's different. You can do that."
So, we took our photo IDs, drove up to the gate, had mine scanned, and
drove to the office of the director. Around the side of the building is a
cubicle containing an electronic touch-screen. With a series of selections
you will be shown the section and site number of any grave you are
looking for. It is necessary to have a few facts at hand, such as year at
the Academy, etc. But it's very efficient and the grounds are kept in pristine condition. All in
all it was a sobering day, and I'm extremely glad I went. It sort of smoothed the memory of his
funeral. He had finished serving his tour in Vietnam and was resigning his commission as his
wife was about to give birth to their second child. The orders to return to his command
crossed in the mail, and away he went, only to be killed within weeks.
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Friday, June 13 was anything but unlucky. The sun shot rays through Sippewisset's green
canopy, telling us it was time to go to town, mainly for dry runs to find our way around. We
were in Falmouth, MA for a family wedding. The connection: the bride, Hartley Seymour is
my brother's granddaughter, my niece Sarah's daughter, and therefor, my grandniece?
We always seem to be trying to figure out relationships. With twenty-five assorted grand
and great-grandchildren we get into "once-removed," "steps," and "in laws."
canopy, telling us it was time to go to town, mainly for dry runs to find our way around. We
were in Falmouth, MA for a family wedding. The connection: the bride, Hartley Seymour is
my brother's granddaughter, my niece Sarah's daughter, and therefor, my grandniece?
We always seem to be trying to figure out relationships. With twenty-five assorted grand
and great-grandchildren we get into "once-removed," "steps," and "in laws."
Our participation began at 6:00 p.m. when we attended the Rehearsal Dinner
at The Flying Bridge Restaurant, overlooking Falmouth harbor. The groom's
parents, Jeff and Nancy Pollard of Saratoga, NY hosted this festive event. It's
been a while since we've seen so many young (twenties) all dressed in their
party finery. I can still see the colors, the fabrics, the great styling. Exciting.
at The Flying Bridge Restaurant, overlooking Falmouth harbor. The groom's
parents, Jeff and Nancy Pollard of Saratoga, NY hosted this festive event. It's
been a while since we've seen so many young (twenties) all dressed in their
party finery. I can still see the colors, the fabrics, the great styling. Exciting.
June 14th was a perfect day! I
was glad I'd brought a hat, as we
sat on the lawn overlooking the
Atlantic Ocean in the blazing sun.
The wedding party came down
the lawn to a flowered arch,
where the service was
conducted by a friend of the
bride and groom.
was glad I'd brought a hat, as we
sat on the lawn overlooking the
Atlantic Ocean in the blazing sun.
The wedding party came down
the lawn to a flowered arch,
where the service was
conducted by a friend of the
bride and groom.
Later, we crossed the road to
the big tent in the garden of the
Beach Breeze Inn. Hartley's
favorite colors, pink and green,
covered the tables; small round
ones outside; the long, formal
ones under the tent, each with a
floral centerpiece repeating the
colors.
the big tent in the garden of the
Beach Breeze Inn. Hartley's
favorite colors, pink and green,
covered the tables; small round
ones outside; the long, formal
ones under the tent, each with a
floral centerpiece repeating the
colors.
Wedding over, it's time to head for "home" - in quotes as we don't really have a
permanent home. We are in New Hampshire. It was the logical choice: daughter
Abby Clabough lived in Lebanon. About 1/4 mile from her apartment, we stored the
things we thought we might possibly want in the event we "settle". She has since
moved to Denver, CO to work for the Vail Corporation: good choice, she loves to ski
and thinks Colorado is the perfect place to ride her Harley. The West Lebanon UPS
store holds our PMB (personal mail box.) When we are going to be in a campsite for
two or more weeks, we call and they put it in a Priority envelope and speed it on its
way. So far it's worked - but I hate mail day: always means more work.
permanent home. We are in New Hampshire. It was the logical choice: daughter
Abby Clabough lived in Lebanon. About 1/4 mile from her apartment, we stored the
things we thought we might possibly want in the event we "settle". She has since
moved to Denver, CO to work for the Vail Corporation: good choice, she loves to ski
and thinks Colorado is the perfect place to ride her Harley. The West Lebanon UPS
store holds our PMB (personal mail box.) When we are going to be in a campsite for
two or more weeks, we call and they put it in a Priority envelope and speed it on its
way. So far it's worked - but I hate mail day: always means more work.
Our first order of business was to have both vehicles inspected; Moby is due in August -
and who knows where we'll be then, so we did it now. The Pacifica never was inspected
because the leaseholder hadn't released the title before we'd left in February. We kept
our fingers crossed when we came over the border Sunday.
The Pacifica was given an oil change at the same time. Miller Chrysler told us they also
fixed our rear tie rod...Woops! It was under warranty so it didn't cost us, and we're
certainly glad they discovered it before we did..
Freightliner in Lebanon kindly let us spend the night in their driveway - backed up to the
inspection bay, so we were ready bright and early the next morning. Everything in order,
we ran over to one of Cor's favorite restaurants, Denny's, to strengthen up with the
Senior Grand Slam! Try it, you'll like it, and you can have it anytime. Breakfast is Cor's
favorite meal - day or night.
Now the awkward part is that New Hampshire inspections are scheduled according to the
first initial of the leaseholder's name - ours comes up in March each year and there is no
way they will change the system. If our wanderings remain up in the air, we probably won't
be back home until the corn is 6" high, and that's not March!
We stopped by Motor Vehicles and learned there is a solution. They gave us some yellow
slips. About a month before we think we'll be back, we mail the slip to them with the
expected date. They will stamp it and sent it back to us. This will serve as a 30 day permit
- Just one more thing to complicate life.
and who knows where we'll be then, so we did it now. The Pacifica never was inspected
because the leaseholder hadn't released the title before we'd left in February. We kept
our fingers crossed when we came over the border Sunday.
The Pacifica was given an oil change at the same time. Miller Chrysler told us they also
fixed our rear tie rod...Woops! It was under warranty so it didn't cost us, and we're
certainly glad they discovered it before we did..
Freightliner in Lebanon kindly let us spend the night in their driveway - backed up to the
inspection bay, so we were ready bright and early the next morning. Everything in order,
we ran over to one of Cor's favorite restaurants, Denny's, to strengthen up with the
Senior Grand Slam! Try it, you'll like it, and you can have it anytime. Breakfast is Cor's
favorite meal - day or night.
Now the awkward part is that New Hampshire inspections are scheduled according to the
first initial of the leaseholder's name - ours comes up in March each year and there is no
way they will change the system. If our wanderings remain up in the air, we probably won't
be back home until the corn is 6" high, and that's not March!
We stopped by Motor Vehicles and learned there is a solution. They gave us some yellow
slips. About a month before we think we'll be back, we mail the slip to them with the
expected date. They will stamp it and sent it back to us. This will serve as a 30 day permit
- Just one more thing to complicate life.
| Keeping Legal with Motor Vehicle Requirements |
| Back to Reality - Handling the Mail |
Back to Pete's RV for RR & R - the first R is "Repairs"
I told you I would give more info on Progressive Insurance - here it is:
The agent in Luray, VA handed over the claim information to Maxwell Rose, the local
agent in Colchester, VT. As soon as we arrived we set up an appointment with him and
Alan Marrier, the service manager at Pete's for the next workday.
Max and his supervisor arrived like clockwork. They inspected the damage and were given
the estimate from Alan. I don't know the details, but I do know that a day or two later they
returned with a check, payable to us and Pete's - enough (minus our deductable) to allow
us to "move on out" as soon as the damage is repaired. Talk about ease! I love those
people. We had our boat insurance with Progressive also, but never had a claim so didn't
know how efficient they are.
The agent in Luray, VA handed over the claim information to Maxwell Rose, the local
agent in Colchester, VT. As soon as we arrived we set up an appointment with him and
Alan Marrier, the service manager at Pete's for the next workday.
Max and his supervisor arrived like clockwork. They inspected the damage and were given
the estimate from Alan. I don't know the details, but I do know that a day or two later they
returned with a check, payable to us and Pete's - enough (minus our deductable) to allow
us to "move on out" as soon as the damage is repaired. Talk about ease! I love those
people. We had our boat insurance with Progressive also, but never had a claim so didn't
know how efficient they are.
Alan has been great to us - always unflappable even when we pester him about minor
details. He commutes to Pete's from his home in Cambridge - in the shadow of Mount
Mansfield. Knowing of our doughnut search, he brought an excellent one freshly made by
Yanna's Cupboard in nearby Jeffersonville. Alan worked constantly with Leo to move us
around the yard so we can stay on board while they get ready to do the "go into the shop"
work. When that happens, we'll have to leave, but we've learned to take life day-by-day.
"What? Me worry?" (from Mad Magazine - we can't remember the name of the freckle-
faced guy who always said that...Help!)
details. He commutes to Pete's from his home in Cambridge - in the shadow of Mount
Mansfield. Knowing of our doughnut search, he brought an excellent one freshly made by
Yanna's Cupboard in nearby Jeffersonville. Alan worked constantly with Leo to move us
around the yard so we can stay on board while they get ready to do the "go into the shop"
work. When that happens, we'll have to leave, but we've learned to take life day-by-day.
"What? Me worry?" (from Mad Magazine - we can't remember the name of the freckle-
faced guy who always said that...Help!)
| Parents - Bridesmaids - Sister - Bride and Father |
| Just Married - Aunts, Uncles, Grandfather of Bride - Dancing up a storm |
Interim:
Made it to Price Chopper's for the long-awaited cinnamon doughnut
and coffee with our friend, John Davison, PHD, retired professor from
UVM (and other academic institutions.) We discussed John's great
concern about global warming, a viewpoint we share with him.
Big night out - Phil and Gail Nerber took us to dinner at Junior's Pizza
in Colchester. Excellent choice - nice thin crust, lots of flavor, and a cook
who tosses the dough in the air as he spins it to its skinny best.
Made it to Price Chopper's for the long-awaited cinnamon doughnut
and coffee with our friend, John Davison, PHD, retired professor from
UVM (and other academic institutions.) We discussed John's great
concern about global warming, a viewpoint we share with him.
Big night out - Phil and Gail Nerber took us to dinner at Junior's Pizza
in Colchester. Excellent choice - nice thin crust, lots of flavor, and a cook
who tosses the dough in the air as he spins it to its skinny best.
Time to head off for another wedding!
This time, my grandson Geoff Shafer's to the lovely Kristin Sorensen -
friends from their student days at Rhode Island School of Design (RISD
for short.)
This time, my grandson Geoff Shafer's to the lovely Kristin Sorensen -
friends from their student days at Rhode Island School of Design (RISD
for short.)
Here was a chance to mosey on down New York State, and mosey we did. Taking US 7
South from Burlington, we veered off at Vergennes onto 22A, heading for Whitehall, NY. It
was a sparkely day, one to try new roads. When the sign read "Bridge to New York
State" we took it - our first time crossing the farmland flats between the Green Mountains
and the Adirondacks. Very serene countryside, except for the trees. Years of prevailing
southerly winds gave a decided northerly bend to them, fir and hardwoods alike. It was easy
to imagine this scene towards the end of January. Brrrrrr!
South from Burlington, we veered off at Vergennes onto 22A, heading for Whitehall, NY. It
was a sparkely day, one to try new roads. When the sign read "Bridge to New York
State" we took it - our first time crossing the farmland flats between the Green Mountains
and the Adirondacks. Very serene countryside, except for the trees. Years of prevailing
southerly winds gave a decided northerly bend to them, fir and hardwoods alike. It was easy
to imagine this scene towards the end of January. Brrrrrr!
We're so glad we took this route. It allowed us to see
Lake George, which for many years was just someplace
"people" went: friends of my parents, etc. Now it is mine,
its beauty etched indelibly in my memories. We pulled
over for a banana and cookie lunch lakeside in a park,
then headed on south until we reached the town of Lake
George. This is how I had imagined it...colorful, exciting,
boutiquey, and a bit much for my liking. But fetching with
its waterfront shops and excursion boats.
Lake George, which for many years was just someplace
"people" went: friends of my parents, etc. Now it is mine,
its beauty etched indelibly in my memories. We pulled
over for a banana and cookie lunch lakeside in a park,
then headed on south until we reached the town of Lake
George. This is how I had imagined it...colorful, exciting,
boutiquey, and a bit much for my liking. But fetching with
its waterfront shops and excursion boats.
Leaving there, we followed the river north and found the
road we'd been eager to drive ever since seeing it from
the river! See the cut in the mountain? That's it! And
this is the view south from the crown. My kind of road!
road we'd been eager to drive ever since seeing it from
the river! See the cut in the mountain? That's it! And
this is the view south from the crown. My kind of road!
I apologize for the blue cast - something I haven't learned to correct in my cell phone.
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