CHRISTMAS BY CANDLELIGHT – OLD STURBRIDGE VILLAGE – 2017

Posted on December 24, 2017 by Ray Boas

In October I visited Old Sturbridge Village (OSV) for the first time in nine years, and it had been decades before for my previous visits. I spent the whole day there – loved it – and purchased my membership when leaving. So many events I would like to attend there in 1838, and only about two hours away. And, I journeyed there again 21 December for their holiday event — Christmas by Candlelight.

A perfect fundraiser for OSV, and the perfect setting to experience Christmas history and traditions. But, you must know that in 1838 (the setting for the village’s learning experiences) Christmas was not yet celebrated in New England homes, nor in America.

I arrived when the village opened at 3PM, and took it all in until closing at 8PM. I then waited for dinner at the Bullard Tavern at 8:30. Only thing lacking was a total white covering of snow with bright sunshine.

I climbed on George’s horse drawn wagon for a tour around the Common (the farm and mill area is closed for the season), and then began my walking tour stopping first in the one room law office which was decorated to be Scrooge’s Counting House.

how much fun ! You know I staged my adaptation of A CHRISTMAS CAROL for seven years raising over $25,000 for local food shelves, so what a treat to find the Parson’s House and Barn were staged reflecting on Dickens’ classic tale.

as you entered the home, The Ghost of Christmas Present greeted you, decked out in his finery and mounds of food – faithfully replicating the original illustration in the first edition of A CHRISTMAS CAROL.

in the keeping room to the rear the Cratchit family was preparing their Christmas Dinner. In many of the homes flyers were available with period recipes for food and drink. Look at the fire, and you will see their Christmas Goose  hanging on a string which would be twirled. As it unwound it maintained even cooking with the drippings coating throughout. And, don’t fear, to keep all the cooking and dripping even, the goose is next rehung the other way.

I did not go into the barn in October, but did now to listen to the fiddlers and watch the Fezziwig dance lessons. But, catching my eye on a second level was this:

A large ball on an axle to be rolled down the road so people could sing the verses – patriot election songs for the 1840 election, often replayed in the village

Well, one interpreter said this is the origin of “get on the ball” – someone forgetting the words would be told to look at and “get on the ball.”  So, I had to research, and there are stories about “keep you eye on the ball” and “get on the ball,” but at long last I found additional supporting information, which you may enjoy reading (click the link) – which in part says about the 1840 campaign – “AS IF THE CAMPAIGN needed another novelty, Whig supporters started rolling huge paper or tin balls printed with campaign slogans from town to town as part of parades and rallies. The idea owed its inspiration to remarks made by Democratic Senator Thomas Hart Benton … Benton said, ‘I set this ball in motion.’ … ‘Keep the ball rolling’ survived the campaign to become a common American expression.”  Your history lesson, and “fast fact” from this post.

The 1796 Salem Towne House at the opposite end of the Common from the Center Meetinghouse presented a series of Christmas vignettes in three rooms (click the word images for larger reading size).

I continued touring around taking in the Printing Shop (oh, I wish I lived close by and could become an interpreter in the village), other exhibits and the Magic Show. Alright, more fascinating history, sorry. The magician patterned his act after acts done by Richard Potter – the first American born magician making fame – read his story. And, also fascinating, Potter (1783-1835) purchased 175 acres in Andover, New Hampshire, building his estate in 1814.  The area is still called “Potter Place”  – I have stopped to read more about Richard Potter, and I cannot wait to visit Potter Place with BB1 or BB2 and all the points to see.

Remember, you can open this gallery to see larger size images:

Occasionally I would sit at the fire, hear the carolers, and listen to conversations (surprisingly this was the first visit to OSV for many people).

and, soon it was over and time for dinner at the Bullard Tavern which is a recreated building constructed as the village opened in 1946.

There are many common rooms outside the dining area which has a massive fireplace and architectural features salvages from covered bridges. I was seated in front of the fire, and amassed my plate from the bountiful buffet.

and then it was over, and I headed back to the parking lot.

a gallery of images along the way

maybe I will have to start a “door study” page to accompany my “rocking chair studies”

BYE FOR NOW

and back to my room at the Oliver Wight House. This time I was on the first floor in a room that originally would have been the keeping room with this massive fireplace.

Heading south to Sturbridge I travelled back roads through Worcester County which is in the middle of the state and extends from the NH to CT borders. When I stopped for lunch at Heavy Evie’s Diner in Rutland, (Massachusetts not VT) I was studying my map (yes on real paper) because I had made a wrong turn somewhere earlier. My server came up shocked, “you are actually looking at a real map,” she exclaimed. I opted for the homemade meatloaf, a massive platter for $8.99 – Heavy Evie’s is worth visiting again. So, on Friday when heading home, even with the impending storm, I wanted to re explore the route home and see where I went wrong (and avoid traffic on the “fast” roads). I have traveled through this area several times in the past 3-4 months, and look forward to further explorations next year in one (and both) of my BBs.

Well, I found the turn I missed off US 202 on the way down. I was on the right road on the way back, and at the intersection there was one of the greatest antique shops I have been in for some time – Nouveaux Riches in Baldwinville, MA – so well decorated with eye candy and treasures everywhere. Owner Elaine was a delight and extremely talented with her choices and displays. Her displays of items for sale change with the season, and her Christmas things were amazing. Her shop in an old Wells Fargo Building alone must be seen.

You know I collect old “bottle brush” trees, and one of her trees “spoke to me.” I had never seen one decorated with old ceramic fruit before. It was special, high on a shelf, with a matching price. But if you have never seen it, it fits in your collection, you “buy it when you see it,” regardless of price so you will not be disappointed later. She had a holiday sale of 20% off, but cut further and said, $35 — no hesitation, my “new” circa 1940s 12 inch tree is in its new home.

You know I like to share. Not all of my trees are out this year, but here are some “not so great” images of my trees that I took today. A gallery first (remember to click to enlarge)

Your collections should evoke memories. Below, the tree with the fence around it I found this year for $20 at Colony Antiques. Santa had been in a box forever, probably from a yard sale in New Jersey. The two cars on the left, ironically, I purchased for $5 each in 1964 in an antique shop on US 20 in Sturbridge or Charlton, MA, while painting a barn. That cast iron fire engine – $4.50 in Gayloardsville, CT in 1962 – and I shared that story with you in October 2014 – and of course the Dinky Toys are an MG and TR3 – not mine as a child, but when I was buying books and antiques in a house in Westmoreland.  Oh, memories surround me.

and here is one of my larger trees in a ring of Santas Mari gave me, and now proudly adorning the porch.

MERRY CHRISTMAS, and
God Bless
Love, RAY

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SANTA’S LAND, PUTNEY, VERMONT – RIBBON CUTTING CEREMONY 16 DECEMBER 2017

Posted on December 16, 2017 by Ray Boas

SANTA’S LAND USA – 2020
Covid Hours and Details
Open Every Sat. & Sun
until the last weekend before Christmas!
10:00am – 4:00pm

As usual, masks and social distancing is required at all times.

The new VT regulations are for quarantine and travel can be found on Santa’s website – or at this link
https://www.healthvermont.gov/covid-19/travel-quarantine/visitors-vermont

 

I received an email earlier this week from Santa inviting me to his ribbon cutting ceremony today before the park opened. I replied, “you don’t even have to ask twice.” At 9:45, owner David related the fascinating history of the park (click this link to read the history), and then thanked the local and state officials that enabled him to achieve his goal. Was I ever overwhelmed when he next publicly thanked me also for my efforts in “getting the word out.” I sure hoped it has helped – you know I love sharing the things I enjoy and feel passionate about.

And, then it was time to “cut the ribbon” with the help of local officials

and Santa was ready to greet everyone

and the lucky visitors entered this magical wonderland – a throw back to a slower pace of life when families were starting to tour the road and stopped at Roadside Americana. (whenever you see my images side to side in a gallery, you can click to open a slideshow)

and they headed up the hill

below is a gallery tour around snow covered Santa’s Land today

but I had to ride the train again. The nice “big kid” that I am, I let a young brother and sister sit in front of me. The engineer let them operate the whistle. Maybe next time it will be my turn. You will see and hear them in the video below.

I have lost track of all my visits — I just love it here, and I hope you take the time to visit also. You may enjoy my other posts documenting Santa’s Land over the years. Click on these links to visit:

SANTA’S LAND – REOPENED 25 NOVEMBER 2017

SANTA’S LAND — JULY 2013 — AND UPDATES

SANTA’S LAND — SOUVENIRS

SANTA’S LAND HISTORY

Santa’s Land will be open today, tomorrow, December 17 and December 23 until 4 PM. Mrs. Claus told me they will probably close at 2PM on Christmas Eve the 24th so her husband can get on the road with his deliveries. We wish Santa (and David) the best with preserving Santa’s Land, Putney, Vermont, for another 60 years and continue bringing joy to multiple generations. Santa’s Land will be reopening in May 2018.

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HOLIDAY EXPLORATIONS – GETTING YOU IN THE MOOD – 6 and 9 DECEMBER 2017

Posted on December 10, 2017 by Ray Boas

 

I may have shared I considered mid-December Road Scholar Christmas programs at the Biltmore, and another in Williamsburg. For various reasons I decided not to go, holding those areas for adventures in late spring instead. But, I wanted to experience holiday celebrations, and found several local events in my research. Have you heard of Storrowton Village in Springfield, Massachusetts?  I never had either, and you know I love learning. In the process I learned that THE BIG E  (which started in 1916) and SIX FLAGS NEW ENGLAND  (which dates to 1870) are two different places – I thought one in the same.

Entering Storrowton Village looking at the Meeting House 6 December

 lacking snow at the moment, I captured this image from their website

The village is comprised of nine relocated and restored buildings from c1767 to the 1850 stone blacksmith shop from just down the road in Chesterfield. The Big E began as an agricultural fair in 1916. Helen Osborne Storrow was asked to develop a “home department” to attract women to the fair (men wanted to see the cattle). Yes – Boston’s Storrow Drive -was  named for her husband, an investment banker, who led a campaign to create the Charles River Basin, preserving and improving the riverbanks creating a public park.

At first she had small temporary buildings erected each year, but when offered a colonial house, she moved it and restored it in 1927. It was so popular that the idea of creating a typical colonial village came to fruition by 1930 with the addition of more permanent historic structures. Helen Osbourne Storrow created this new village concept before Henry Ford’s Greenfield Village, the Rockefellers saved Williamsburg, and the Wells family established Sturbridge. AMAZING, and well done.

We started at the Meeting House (c1834 from Salisbury, NH)

inside there were fiddlers – trying – but it is the thought that counts (remember in all my posts you can click the galleries for larger size images)

I liked the decorations in the windows

we then entered the brick schoolhouse — the tower entryway was a later addition. Unique inside, which I do not recall seeing before, the four walls were nothing but blackboards.

and, a couple “artsy” shots – school desk and shadows on student’s bench

I usually skip blacksmith shops, but we found these two smithys wonderful historians and raconteurs

The Potter Mansion (c1776) Potter was an officer in the Revolutionary War, and a craftsmen in about seven trades including clockmaking.

enjoy these interior views — AND — something else I have never seen before, please take note of the large cranes on either side of the fireplace in the keeping room — for hanging blankets to keep the heat focused. (remember to click for larger views)

and the law office — the small single room building is the “norm.” We have an original one in situ across the river, and one is extant at Sturbridge.

and, the Gilbert Farmstead c1794.

a Christmas card

and, a table set

Leaving the Gilbert Farmstead we crossed the common, and here is looking back at the Gazebo and farmstead.

and, then it was dinner at the Old Storrowton Tavern which is two buildings combined: The Atkinson Tavern (c1789) and a c1822 Baptish Meeting House.

A great evening, and I look forward now to experiencing The Big E this coming September.

In the mood yet? And then it was Saturday, 9 December and the Manchester (Vermont) Holiday Inn Tour.  You may recall the Inn-Dulgence Tour friends and I experienced last year — well, instead of frolicking on that path again, we chose the Manchester tour for new experiences this year. There were thirteen Inns open, but we eliminated three because they are “newer” and can be visited at anytime, and two others friend “T” said – “I looked at their websites, and UGH!” One I had stayed at several times 20 years ago, and another I still wanted to see – hey, I was driving and somewhat in control.

Following a hearty breakfast at the Country Girl Diner in Chester, VT (tour ran from Noon to 4, so we did not want to stop for lunch), we started at The Arlington Inn on historic Route 7A. Cathy and I stayed there maybe 21 years ago. This is a quick image as driving by, sorry.

how is this for a start to a holiday tour?

and some more interior views

There was much discussion as to whether to make the next stop. I wanted to see The Inn at Covered Bridge Green because I enjoy driving across the covered bridge in West Arlington. But “T” said it was the worst decorating ever – mismatched wallpaper everywhere (we tease “C” about her “aversion to wallpaper”, and tacky furnishings. “But how can you resist the bucolic setting,” I said, “and it was Norman Rockwell’s home.”

Inside was HORRIBLE — I did not waste any SD Card space taking interior shots. I am so relieved that when I tried to book a stay a few months ago that they never returned my phone call (hint to B&B owners, that is another way I evaluate you – responsiveness).

We then headed back east on a beautiful dirt road on the south bank of the Battenkill River (cannot wait to traverse in BB1 and BB2), and turned on West Mountain Inn Road and up the hill to the West Mountain Inn.

lots of rooms and nice common areas, they host about 30 weddings a year on the expansive grounds.

headed back to 7A – out of the corner of my “eye”

not too bad a faux replica of a Cretors Popcorn Wagon on a 1928-1929 Model AA Ford (not stuttering – AA is the heavier truck frame version of a Model A). Yes, something I have always wanted, but so tall, and hard to store. Thus I have dear CORNELIA (left) instead. But, I at least know why the above machine is here — you see just across the line in Cambridge, NY, for decades sat the Model T Popcorn Truck (below) that I found 2 years ago preserved in the Saratoga Auto Museum. I stopped in Cambridge many times over the years to enjoy this truck. A local probably needed a replica (under a shed roof he/she had a 1966 Mustang convertible just like I had – need to stop next time BB2 and I drive by)

Driving north on 7A we passed the Ira Allen House we were “passing on,” and turned right on Hill Farm Road to (of course) Hill Farm Inn. What a beautiful setting

they had a total of three buildings impeccably restored – almost “too new” looking, but well done. Furnishings were nice, fresh, sleek, and I loved the unique lamps that had been repurposed, often from farm items. We did note, however, that many walls really did need something hanging.

of course, another “Rocking Chair Study”

Heading back north on 7A, for years I have been impressed with The Inn at Ormsby Hill, and now was going to see it.

An amazing history, to the home, that you should take a quick look at. Briefly, owner Edward Isham was a prominent Chicago lawyer, and law partner with Robert Todd Lincoln. Lincoln, a frequent visitor, wanted to purchase land from Isham, but Isham refused saying “You’re my best friend and law partner; you’re NOT going to be my next-door neighbor.” Following Isham’s death, the family sold Lincoln 400 acres, and his estate, Hildene, was completed in 1905. Magnificent inside, here are but a few images.

Continuing north up 7A, just past Hildene, a right turn on River Road to the Wilburton Inn. Now was this a surprise.

Another Chicago industrialist built this 500 acre gentleman’s farm (the largest private property in Manchester) in 1902. A fascinating history leading up to its purchase 30 years ago by the Levis family. We met the two daughters, and their Dad (a retired psychiatrist) who could easily have passed for Sigmund Freud, and was as fascinating. We were taken aback when getting to the front door.

and met by three “pretty” Nutcrackers, and two dogs in Christmas costumes. We later learned it was the night for the “dog sleep-over party.”  They have many properties for rent, many activities, and a number of very reasonable rooms. Probably no charge for the entertainment provided by the hosts. Neighbors have raved of stays there, and I think I will have to stay also in this unique mansion with views (click to enlarge).

Next stop on West Road across the street from the library was The Reluctant Panther. Nice, luxurious, but very new – because it burned in the early 2000s, and has been rebuilt with more of a modern “high end sterile” look inside.

but with an award winning Israeli chef, dining here should be added “to the list.”

We headed to Dorset and West Road. The parking area at The Marble West Inn was packed so we headed up to The Squire House with just enough time before the “witching hour.” And, it was starting to snow.

What an amazing building, impeccable decoration, and gracious hosts. Of interest, the entrance appears to be on the side (and is) and you enter into a very wide and grand hallway running the length of the home. Where you would expect to be the front entrance in the center of the front (see above) is an interior porch type room that can be opened up. Here is a taste of the inside.

My kind of place, with three “common area” rooms for relaxing, but looking at the guest rooms you want to stay there too. At the end of the hallway was the final sitting room, and to beautiful surprise this Rufus Porter mural above the fireplace done by owner Gay.  Absolutely stunning and perfect.

We started chatting, and today I sent Gay and Roger a PDF of the 2005 article done on my Rufus Porter dining room, and images of other items I have. RAY RECOMMENDS – Book a stay at The Squire House in Dorset, Vermont.

Upon leaving, it was 4PM, and beginning to snow heavily. So, back down the road, left turn on Church Street into the village of Dorset for wine and cheese at The Dorset Inn (had to get back). “Sorry, we are closed for a wedding, but why don’t you go to our sister Inn – The Barrows House.” And we did. Also, a must return to for dinner or drinks. When we left, the heavy snow was becoming fiercer, but slow and sure and safely we arrived back home. As we left The Barrows House I rolled down the window (well now you push a button) for this shot.

On reflection, not as much holiday decorations as I expected, but all tastefully done. And, enough discoveries of new places to return to for dinners and stays.

I promise, even more is coming before the holidays. Thank you for getting this far down the page. As always, yours, RAY

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FLICKERING FLAMES OF A HOPELESS ROMANTIC – 3 DECEMBER 2017

Posted on December 4, 2017 by Ray Boas

Many “forces” drive me to combine and share words. Earlier this week I reread an article “Remembering the Good old Days of Collecting Antiques,” and on the 2nd in Plymouth Notch, Vermont, I bought yet another candle holder, this of handcrafted pottery. Seems I buy candle holders and miniature Christmas trees when they inexplicably “speak to me.” I have no idea why. While trying yesterday’s purchase in many spots around my home, Jiminy Cricket said, “Ray, you must share your collection on Shunpiking with Ray.” So, here it is.

 

 

Oh, another prompt was a friend introducing me to these LED battery operated candles. Years ago in the Connecticut shop we tried battery operated, and they lasted two days. Since then I have had electric candles in each front window, but bothered that candles have electric plugs on them. And, then one year when the electric rates escalated I kept them off, but in the windows.

 

Now I have these in the windows coming on and off all by themselves – and no cords. Check these out — I bought when on Amazon Prime – must have sold out in their warehouse, so a tad more with shipping from the vendor.

and, turning a tad around and to the north, I “have to look at this” so sad – NOT

A project “on my list” for years has been to document my treasures in words and images, and leave notes in each room so the kids do not put in a dumpster things they may not realize have value. But surrounding myself with “things” is not so bad because those things trigger pleasant memories. The article in the November 6, 2017, issue of Antique Week (I was a big advertiser in pre-internet days – selling about $1,000 in books each month) hits some of those key points. Before I share my “flickering flames” I want to give you some quotes to ponder. These quotes mirror many thoughts and conclusions I have shared on how “things have changed.” In years past there were “antique rows” (and clustered book shops) “where dealers understood the concept of critical mass.” With “the advent of the internet … suddenly collecting became buying. And while the size of collections increased because of the expanded market, the fun started to drip, drip, drip away. … treasures that we never even knew existed are now just a few clicks away.  The world has become keystrokes away, and we delight as a child with packages arriving at the door.” Buying “the old fashioned way [we] remember the year we found a treasure … the name of the town where we found it … we recall on that day we added something stupendous to our collection.” With the internet “are we buyers? Are we accumulators? Or are we collectors?” (I invite you to read this article on my thoughts about collecting.)  Concluding the Antique Week article:

…longtime professional in the field … told me that we would best divest ourselves of our collections because our kids don’t want our stuff, just the money it might bring. But the romantic in me thinks that maybe we should hold on. In the end, what we really have is our memories. And, if our time on earth is brightened by a collection, well then, so be it.  The last three sentences are the KEY – I could not have said it better.

But you have been waiting to see my 115 “Flickering Flames.” Don’t ask how many matches it took to prepare this post. I have (at this moment) the following different candle holders and candles: Porch – 19; Kitchen area – 44; Dining Room – 28 – Formal Living Room – 9 – Informal Wicker Parlor – 9; Hallway – 6. READY?

KITCHEN AREA

My first comment on memories (not even mentioning the RLI Millennium plates mounted above, or the “book alikes on the left – more on them later) — see the candles in the “sunburst?” A recent purchase in Manchester, Vermont. A friend and I stopped in a high end consignment shop – nothing under $300 – except this metal holder that was but $17. Not the price, but it “spoke to me” – thus providing a “thing” to prompt the wonderful memories of that excursion and dinner out. Remember, these images are all a tad yellow – hey, after all they are candle light.

Now, above my sink

and, a close-up (yes, the pumpkin is an unlit candle)

On my “island.” The triple in the center is amazing. I walked into the Millerton (NY) Antique Center during a RLI trip, and there it was – $25 – no thought necessary (actually, if you “need it” price is not a consideration). I can walk you around the house and show you treasures from this shop. The glass pair came from the Frank Lloyd House gift shop during a Road Scholar trip in Buffalo, NY – just too perfect. I could not figure out the holders on the outer ends. Look like tree stumps, sorry, forget which shop (but think another trip to Millerton). The Christmas Tree candles in them? Well, just came from the Strawbery Banke gift shop during the trip weeks ago. and are “perfect” in the tree stumps.

The holder below really got me started. My first Road Scholar trip after loosing Cathy was experiencing the The Vanderbilts’ Great Camp Sagamore. That was before I started this travel blog. These bronze candleholders where on each table in the dining area, and I had to have them. About $100 each in the gift shop – I have two, one in each of the north big windows in the kitchen area. But, the memories — and the start of a quest.

and, concluding the room.

DINING ROOM

Moving into the dining room, I have not yet set the table with my German Festive Red Christmas plates with green trees – soon. But, as you look around the dining room, I invite applications from diner guests – I am becoming a good cook. Oh, the green glass candlesticks – made in Williamsburg, but I found at the Fort Stanwix National Park gift shop in Rome, NY, when heading to a program in Canada, October, 2011.

Gary and I were “filling in the map” one day near Cape Ann, and stopping in shops for things for his home. No luck for him, but I got this massive pillar candle holder – yes, it prompts memories of our day together.

not sure which shop the three green holders below came from, but the holder in the wine bottle (bottle from my stay at the Mountain View Grand in Whitefield, NH) I purchased from a sutler at an event at the Fort at Number 4. Now, in the front the possibly faux pewter  candelabra is my “traveling” finery. Used during diners in front of “44” during concerts, and heading to the Fort at Number 4 for holiday meals – hey, no electricity there in 1750, and limited lighting.

and, on the outside wall

remember, diner applications considered.

PORCH

I spend much of my time “working” and relaxing on my porch – almost four seasons depending if below 20 degrees.

See the Yule Log? In eighth grade I cut up birch logs, drilled holes in them, decorated with greens, made a trailer for my bicycle, and started pedaling. I lived in the country – half mile or more between houses. I later wrote an essay for English class, “You want to buy a Yule Log, Lady? $1 per hole.” Was successful, but I remember the house (not the lady’s name) who said, “you have an endangered species on your log – do not use that!” Memories !!!

moving around the porch – group of three cost (with four fascinating glass pieces) but $5 for 7 items a month ago at Colony Antiques. The cut stone pair on the window sill – Sugar Hill Sampler – Sugar Hill, NH – from a noted artisan.

Not really a candle, but a no thought needed purchase when found at a farm shop with the base in Massachusetts off Route 2. Of course, RLI wooden cut out below – recognize my room?

hallway – wall candelabra were Cathy’s — mirror was in the little colonial home I purchased in 1990 (BC – before Cathy – but after D)

MY FORMAL PARLOR

this is my room that looks like a library, but there is not a real book on any shelf.  I was told years ago by a book seller friend that the best way to create value for a collection is write a book about it. Long “on the list” is to do a booklet on my book alike collection – something Cathy and I enjoyed building, and most pieces prompt memories of the purchase and what we were doing. Hard to find something new, but still looking — book to come someday.

and above the mantel – my painting is another whole story – the Oxbow on the Connecticut River – noted artist – more memories. Invite yourself for dinner for the stories.

INFORMAL PARLOR

and, my informal “wicker” parlor on the south side of the front of the house.

above are two simple glass candle holders that a neighbor gave me a few years ago. the others in this room are Trench Art – made during WWI by soldiers utilizing spent case shells.

remember I said I also cannot resist miniature trees? Well, they do have to “speak to me.” Click to expand this panorama below that I created this past week for the rear page of THE WALPOLE CLARION.

Guess that is it — remember – collect to have fun, collect for the memories, and if you like it – just buy it.

Catch you soon, as always, yours, RAY – Your HOPELESS ROMANTIC

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SANTA’S LAND – PUTNEY, VERMONT – REOPENED NOVEMBER 25, 2017

Posted on November 25, 2017 by Ray Boas

SANTA’S LAND USA – 2020
Covid Hours and Details
Open Every Sat. & Sun
until the last weekend before Christmas!
10:00am – 4:00pm

As usual, masks and social distancing is required at all times.

The new VT regulations are for quarantine and travel can be found on Santa’s website – or at this link
https://www.healthvermont.gov/covid-19/travel-quarantine/visitors-vermont

I first visited Santa’s Land when moving to New Hampshire in 2002 – I love classic early Roadside Americana. When it came up for sale my late-wife and I even toyed with the idea of purchasing it. It changed hands. I visited with my grandson in July, 2013, and published a post on my travel site – Shunpiking with Ray. That post (click on this link to see it) has had about over 5,200 page views, and actually many more (about 20,000) with the images people have opened up. Since that time I have documented the demise of Santa’s Land, and happily beginning in May, 2017, told everyone of its rebirth. I have been communicating with the new owner, and updating my post, and sharing on Facebook. Those posts resulted in over 1,000 “shares” and more views on my travel blog. TODAY WAS RE-OPENING DAY — and I had

I arrived early, and was first in line.

to be “first,” and I was. So, here is a photo documentary of what I experienced in 2 1/2 hours. I have never seen more people there, and David (the new owner) promises to give me the attendance figures. It was hundreds, if not a thousand folks, and I hope it continues. Open now on weekends through Christmas 2017.

What was most rewarding were the smiles, and I am still hurting from smiling. I talked with folks who had come decades ago, a family with four generations working here, I saw friends who brought their daughter and granddaughter (they last came 60 years ago). Here is a tradition in Vermont that must continue and is amazing – visit soon and often to go back in time to a simpler way of life.

About ten minutes before opening time – 10 AM – there were at least 30 people in line and in the parking lot.

The door opened – I am a gentleman, so let the couple who were in the parking lot before me get the first tickets, which meant I could get this image of the BEGINNING, and first sale.

but, look at the time on my ticket – opening day – (ignore the age thing, only a number)

And, they come pouring in

to journey into the magical entrance to this magical place

here is Santa’s new map of his Land — and you can click on it to open a large image – and even print it out.

I let this young lady and her family move in front of me – I wanted to share in her enthusiasm.

She told Santa above what she wanted (upon prompting from her family), and again to the real Santa who was greeting everyone on the grounds. What did she want? “I want a new toothbrush.” You cannot make this up. Bless her.

crossing the bridge, there was still ice on the pond. The slide (see my earlier post for a video of my grandson enjoying it) will be open in the spring.

I guess being “first” is important when something means so much to you. I ran up to the train station just as the train was pulling out with the couple that I “let” buy the first tickets. “Hey, wait for me.” Engineer Bill stopped, and I hopped on.

Here are two views from the train — now, remember, whenever you see a “gallery” of grouped pictures, just click on one to see larger images.

 

let me now tour you around even more.

 

and, the school where you may mail a letter to Santa.

Years ago I believe this building was a gift shop — on Santa’s new map it is Bear Mountain. And, if for no other reason, visit to see the mechanicals Santa (aka David) has installed inside (remember to open the gallery below for full size images)

The Iceberg Slide (now repaired – it had been closed under the previous ownership)

Fresh paint (over 700 gallons) everywhere

and inside Santa’s home.

Iconic “picture op”

Besides the three kiddie rides in the original location there is this merry-go-round that was packed the whole time I was there (I only took one ride)

and now the other rides with young riders.

looking back at the packed parking lot from the kiddie ride area. I was so thrilled to see this.

The train had a problem early on – actually the track. By now you should know I enjoy chatting with people and learning. Bill, the locomotive engineer, told me that a chipmunk (or some rodent) had dug under the track and a spike popped allowing the track to spread. A repair crew was called in (David I bet was nervous all day with happenings like this, but those are the events you solve and then recall as memories and laugh). I was ready as Engineer Bill brought the train back to the station.

and I took another ride

When I got off (had to give others a chance to ride) I waited for the train to finish another look and took a movie. Enjoy

It was (sadly) time to head along, but I noted that Rudolph was extremely pleased with all that was going on.

I got back into the gift shop/entrance, and found a line of people buying memories from the shop.

keeping warm by the fire.

My friends know, and if you have read enough of my posts, you have learned that I have unbelievable timing, or fortunate luck. I opened the door to leave, and there was David (aka Santa – the owner). We chatted, promised to stay in touch. I told him with a chill running up and down my spine how wonderful a job he had done, and the absolute pleasure I saw everyone having. GOD BLESS YOU DAVID, and keep going. Remember folks, “vote with your dollars” – visit and start (or continue) your traditions at SANTA’S LAND, PUTNEY VERMONT

Thank you, yours, RAY

Click this link to read the history of Santa’s Land

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PORTSMOUTH (NH) HOLIDAY PREPARATIONS – 19-20 NOVEMBER 2017

Posted on November 22, 2017 by Ray Boas

This post is to help you “get in the spirit” – it did for me. Without having a December theatrical production to worry about, for the first time in nine years I have been able to review and decide on Christmas events throughout New England that I would like to experience. I created a list (PDF available, just ask), and the research is what I enjoy prior to execution. I stumbled on 300 Years of Thanksgiving – 90 minute weekend guided tours at Strawbery Banke in Portsmouth. What a great way to start my holiday excursions – a plan was hatched, even though usually “I do not do weekends away.” But then this is New Hampshire off season.

I bought my ticket on-line for 1PM Sunday the 19th, booked a room, and headed across Antique Alley to the coast – Route 4 for those of you “not in the know.” Bought 11 books at the third stop on the way. On the way home found 12 more books at two locations. Profit once sold pays for this trip and another – darn, I am good at what I do.

The tour covered three centuries, starting at the Pitt Tavern with Thanksgiving in 1777. There were five in my group, that is not counting the 6 week babe in arms. There have been harvest celebrations for eons, this day in 1777 folks were also celebrating the recent victory at Saratoga. The interpreter greeted us in the keeping room.

and then took is into a front tavern room to make a “harvest craft” – a corn husk doll. The dolls would be played with throughout the winter (mine did not come out well), and then buried in gardens for good growing luck.

by now you should know me and shadows and reflections.

Next stop was 1870 at the Goodwin Mansion. This former governor’s home was moved a short distance to Strawbery Banke (make sure you learn the history of this early living history museum that is in situ). Before President Lincoln established a date for Thanksgiving Day in 1863 it was celebrated at different times in different states. If I recall correctly Governor Ichabod Goodwin, prior to Lincoln, unified the day of Thanksgiving between Maine (a stone’s throw away) and New Hampshire. Here is the Goodwin’s Thanksgiving table set.

The buildings at Strawbery Banke are interpreted to a certain time and resident. We next visited the Shapiro House in 1919. Mrs. Shapiro, recently arriving in the US from the Ukraine, wonderfully related her life and attempts to understand American traditions (she was great).

and the 1919 table set in the Shapiro House

Finally our guide took us into the Abbot-Store House during World War II in 1943. Actually this is one of the original homes from about 1720, but much changed. You know I enjoy old country stores, even the 1940s stores are fascinating, so here are some views.

I first enjoyed Strawbery Banke in 2009 and do have to get back. This tour is run to garner some additional revenue for the museum during its closed season. The tour was nice, but I was a tad disappointed not seeing more festive decorations. BUT, in my research I learned of Festival of Trees at The Urban Forestry Center, a fundraiser for the Portsmouth Garden Club. After I checked into my hotel, off I went.

There were outdoor and indoor displays with trees, miniature trees, wreaths and the like. Here is the path up the hill to the buildings.

and some exhibits in the historic Cape house, built about 1840. (remember to click an image for a larger gallery view)

Now, here is an idea for your yard. Some birch logs, knit caps, and various noses.

A closeup to help you get started

I entered the next building with larger displays. So much festive eye candy, here is just some of what I saw.

A table display

the display below was to the side of the above table. You see these mirrored window frames in repurposed stores, but here it has been decorated to look frosty. Really nice.

And, it was a “Blue Christmas” complete with music

In the center of the next room were many large decorated trees. Joanie — take note of your next challenge below. (remember, clicking on an image in my galleries opens to larger images)

And walking out the door I was greeted with this garden.

These are PLATE BLOOMERS made specially in Red and Green for the Festival. I found these amazing and fascinating.

I really like Portsmouth, and have visited many times and not seen it all. In fact, this is the third November in a row I have stayed there – and the problem is that the history sites close by the end of October. I also have to get back to Star Island. Now on the list – stay two nights in Portsmouth early June 2018, and book another adventure on Star.

To celebrate our anniversary in 2003, Cathy and I headed to the newly renovated and reopened Wentworth by the Sea.  When booking, the hotel misunderstood Cathy saying we were coming for our anniversary. On arrival we were told, “we upgraded you to a tower suite for your honeymoon.” We said, “thank you.” Our suite is in the center tower, fourth floor below.

and, a few memory views for me – the lobby, and where we had dinner (give me white tablecloths anytime).

 

I wanted to walk to dinner, and reviewing options from my digs at Hotel Portsmouth, it was obvious (as a bookseller, in case you forgot) that I eat at The Library Restaurant.  A fascinating history to the building (do read about it), great ambience, good food, but overpriced. Only need to go once. (note white tablecloths – anytime, please, I am well trained to finer things)

 

 

I then walked back to Hotel Portsmouth. When I checked in earlier they said, “we have upgraded your room.” “Is the upgrade in the original mansion,” I asked. “No, but it is a bigger room and bed.” I asked for the original room in the original mansion I selected. I cannot say more about this new boutique chain – Lark Hotels – I was very pleased. My room – second floor in the left corner.

Monday morning I was at Discover Portsmouth when it opened at 9:30 – a 3 minute walk away. I always start with the movies/videos at a museum venue, and enjoyed 300 years of Portsmouth history in 12 minutes. I looked at the exhibits, shop, gathered travel brochures, and headed to Maine. I wanted to do some trouser shopping in Kittery – UGH – not a favorite thing.

Been down the route before (usually opposite direction). The small town of Kittery is interesting, and then I took the shore road to Kittery Point. I pulled out on the dock and looked out at the ocean. Martha, is that Star with the hotel in the center?

My plan was to take NH 101 home and stop at some possible book discovery spots, but a few signs caught my curiosity. There was Newington, only know of it in books in my inventory, and the next Historical Newington. Off I went. If you look at a map you will see that the Portsmouth area is confusing with bays and inlets and lots of water around isolated areas. I was really in nowhere, but lovely, and I arrived.

The road (look at the map) came to a dead end at the limits of the Pease airfield. Here is the answer to your winning Jeopardy question.

Through the centuries the income from timber cuts here financed and supplied materials for the 1872 Town Hall, the schoolhouse and other community projects.

Here is the 1872 Town Hall

and across the street the Parsonage from about 1710 to 1725.

next to it the 1920 fascinating stone facade abandoned schoolhouse

There is absolutely no reason in the world for you to go here, and it is not on the way to anywhere — but take the opportunity to swing in off Spalding Turnpike.

I said I was going to amend my West Point trip on this post, but decided not to. Maybe someday. In brief, AVOID The Thayer Hotel, and make sure to visit the New York State Museum in Albany.

More holiday posts to come – HAPPY THANKSGIVING, and Happy Holidays, As always, yours, RAY

and, finally, for some reason I have a penchant for old miniature Christmas trees. I got some of my collection out today to illustrate the December issue of my newspaper, THE WALPOLE CLARION. You can click this image to open up a large panorama – enjoy.

 

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VISITING 1838, AND HOW IT CAME TO BE – 10-12 October 2017

Posted on October 26, 2017 by Ray Boas

My adventures do come about via circuitous routes. Last September I attended a Road Scholar program learning about “everything Dutch in the Hudson Valley.” When at Washington Irving’s Sunnyside I became entranced with The Legend of Sleepy Hollow thinking I could do an October production of that to replace A Christmas Carol as a fundraiser. I bought seven books on Irving and his Legend of Sleepy Hollow, only to decide it would be hard to stage a production since it was mainly narrative with little dialogue, unlike Dickens’ classic. But, I gathered lots of information, filing it away. Early this October I found in my “future trip” folder the 2016 Sleepy Hollow Experience at Old Sturbridge Village. Checking the website, all 40 performances were already sold out for this year. But, needing a break, and not having been to Old Sturbridge Village in nine years, and finding I could stay in the 1789 Oliver Wight House with Rufus Porter Murals — a three day, two night trip was hatched – Tuesday October 10 to Thursday the 12th.

But first I stopped in the early 18th century – Old Deerfield Village in Massachusetts, and went down the Main Street first seeing this display.

how can you not like 18th and 19th century architecture?

I left home in time to be at Memorial Hall Museum when it opened (remember last post I arrived there as it was closing?), the home of the Pocumtuck Valley Memorial Association (PMVA), and opened in 1870. Separate from Old Deerfield Village, the museum documents the area, and well worth a couple hours. A key relic is from the 1704 Indian Raid – The Door – and saved with the Old Indian House was sadly demolished in 1848. Prominently visible are the hatchet scars and holes.

this gallery, if you open and read, gives a history of the raid, and the Native American occupation in the area.

Something fun I learned in one room, the difference between Relics, Curiosities, and Momentos. Several definitions were presented, but here succinctly:

RELIC – An object invested with interest by reason of its antiquity or associations with the past.
CURIOSITY – An object of interest; any object valued as curious, rare or strange.
MOMENTO – Something to remind someone of a past event, an object kept as a memorial of some person or event.

So much more I could share, but just plan a visit. And, also plan a visit to Old Deerfield Village. I plan to purchase a membership there soon.  So, it was off back roading on Route 47 (not been on this section before – worth the trip) to US 202, to Route 181 to US 20 to head east to Sturbridge, and my inn for two nights.

Checking in I met Courtney who had been so helpful on the phone. I told her that I had hoped to attend the Sleepy Hollow Experience, but it was sold out. She said I should check Craig’s list because tickets that cannot be used show up there, and often people arrive and surrender tickets purchased for which people back out. I told her my plan was to wait at the gate the next night. I only needed one person of 250 not to show up I thought.

The main hallway adorned by Rufus Porter years ago, this time is black and white.

And, upstairs my room was spacious, bright and clean with some original woodwork and flooring.

“On the List” has been to attend one of the Colonial feasts and events at the Salem Cross Inn in West Brookfield, MA. Off I went, on a round-about way, of course. The restaurant and tavern, opened in 1961, is built around the old restored 18th century home on 600 acres.

but it has many sprawling additions, all tastefully done in and out.

Until a tour bus arrived, I was the only guest for dinner. Dinner was great. I had Onion Soup Gratinée and Cedar Plank Salmon. Worth the trip and dinner experience, but learning the seating capacity in all rooms comes to 400, I believe I will pass on going to one of the large dining events – I “don’t do crowds.”

And, then it was back to the Oliver Wight House.

The plan was to arrive at Old Sturbridge Village when it opened, and I did. I like to do preliminary research to know what I will be doing, and also to learn why something is where it is, and how it came to be. Learning that history led to the fascinating Wells family (I had read of them before, but forgot), and where their money and inspiration came from. I encourage you to read the history – on this link — and hopefully it will lead you to repeat what I did on Thursday.

I like to start an experience with an introductory video – there was none in the visitor center, but there was a great exhibit on the Wells family. But, I read of horse-drawn carriage ride through the village and farm area, and arrived in front of the Asa Knight Store (relocated from Dummerston, Vermont, just miles from home) just in time to join George and his team for an overall view and history.

his tour, history, stories, et.al., were wonderful, and I went around one and a half times. In chatting with him, yes it is a small world, he knew Walpole, and we knew some of the same people.

Here are some of the views around the village, which hopefully you have visited, or will. If you read the detailed history, you will learn the Wells began recreating the village in the late 1930s, but war delayed completion and opening until the summer of 1946 (a very good year). There were 81 visitors, each paying $1, on opening day.

From my seat in the wagon back to the Meeting House

A view of the common

The Salem Towne House at the opposite end of the Common.

On the road to the Freeman Farm. Fences are held up by criss-cross pieces when posts cannot be driven into rocky soil

Walking around the farm area I visited with a few of the re-enactors (again, a gallery you can click and open for larger images).

Every old village recreation has a print shop, but I did not realize that here was Isaiah Thomas’ shop moved from Worcester. He was probably the most important colonial printer other than Benjamin Franklin. He had a branch in my town, with a bookstore with over 3,000 books, and the FARMER’S MUSEUM, a newspaper going to all states, including George Washington. With my printing and publishing background, his branch in Walpole, is the most historically significant building in town (you may click on the image for a larger easier to read image)

I then walked back to the farm looking across the colonial created mill pond with a covered bridge moved from Dummerston, Vermont.

If you know me, one of my other loves since 5th grade is water power and waterwheels. In the mill area I joined a small tour of the carding mill, gristmill, and sawmill – each powered by different types of wheels. The Mill Pond above was created by the original property owners in the 18th century by diverting water from the Quinebaug River. By law, that water had to be returned to the river.

In typical “Ray fashion” I closed the village down, but on my way out “voted with my dollars” and purchased a membership. Hey, only two hours away I can attend lectures, events, and continue to explore the area.. I had just a short time to “kill” before heading to the entrance for the SLEEPY HOLLOW EXPERIENCE.

I arrived just before the gates opened at 5:30, and there was Courtney at the ticket booth. She suggested I wait off to the side. After about 38 minutes she came over and said, “follow me, someone has surrendered a ticket.”  Ray’s Good Fortune. I still had time before the 7:30 performance, but no problem, I was in. Earlier in the day I saw in the mill area the production areas set up, so unlike others I had an idea what was going to happen, and that the audience would be moving from spot to spot. The introductory narration and songs began at the Gristmill.

the next location was magical, and you can click this image for a larger one.

another great one (I think) that you can enlarge

then it was off to the party at Katrina’s home before poor Ichabod was chased off.

finally was a walk around the torch lit mill pond to the covered bridge and the ride of the Headless Horseman (sorry, missed a shot of him).

what a great 12-hour day!

In the process of learning of the founding Wells family and their passion for collecting leading to the formation of Old Sturbridge Village, I learned of American Optical in Southbridge, Massachusetts, just a few miles away. With roots back to 1826, at one time more eyeglasses were made in Southbridge than any other place in the world. Now closed, I learned of the Optical Heritage Museum (Proudly Sponsored by Zeiss) in Southbridge. I had to go, and did on Thursday the 12th.

OPTICAL HERITAGE MUSEUM – Southbridge, MA

FANTASTIC – a history of glasses, and also optics from American Optical that was in Southbridge for over 180 years. If I understand correctly fiber optics were discovered there, and early lasers. Dick Whitney, Executive Director at the museum, spent his entire working life at AO since his graduation from college, and basically closed the last doors. He saved much from the archives, and artifacts establishing the first museum in the old AO plant. Now in a new location with the establishment of a convention center in the old location, Dick will welcome you at anytime to this unique and historically packed museum. Here is the entryway with Wells and early AO history.

Here are some views around the galleries. Another couple arrived while I was there.

In the museum is much of the original artwork for AO ads. Norman Rockwell did four ads for the firm, but the whereabouts of that original artwork is unknown.

In February on my way back from Connecticut I traveled a scenic road that wound me into Southbridge for the first time. I was taken back when I saw this fabulous facade for the first time – obviously an old mill/factory.

At that time I did not know what it currently was, but Dick filled me in. After American Optical closed, it was economic bust for over 3,000 employees, in a town of now 15,000 people. At the same time there were more military base closures. Bush 41 proposed plans to move Navy training from San Diego to Southbridge, and repurpose the complex here for a training facility. Clinton put on hold, and Bush 43 worked on it again. Now the Southbridge Hotel & Conference Center, it is supported by a 20 year DOD $9 million plus year contract. But the public also uses the facility. Dick told me that the center tower section is original, as is the facade. Everything else, from three feet back from the facade, is new. He said I had to see the original stairwell in the tower. I went in walked around, and was impressed.

In front of the convention center is a park and a pair of spectacles paying homage to the heritage of the area. One of the bronze plaques honors the Milestone of Electrical Engineering and Computing done here is 1961-64 – the building of the first optical fiber laser amplifier.

The plan to return home was to explore roads I had not been on before on the east side of Quabbin Reservoir. I wanted to explore the cellar holes and abandoned common of Dana which, although not underwater, was taken for watershed protection for the area.

Ends up I mis-read the directions a tad, and the Dana Common was not 1.8 miles from Petersham, but 1.8 miles (plus) from Gate 40 of the restricted Quabbin area.

But, I headed off down the old road to see DANA COMMON, and 25 minutes later met a couple walking towards me. “How much further,” I asked. “About a mile,” they told me. We chatted, and I continued on. She was not impressed with the bramble over cellar holes and told me to forget it. Looking at the sun dropping I checked the time – hum, could be dark on the way back, and then I checked for cell service – NONE. Not a good idea to fall at dusk and be alone, I wisely headed back. Another day I will head on down with my bike (allowed on this road). On the way back I did see one old cellar hole – probably a barn.

It has taken me two weeks to finish this post. I enjoyed the area, and have much more to explore in the region – one of the reasons I bought a membership to OSV. The past two weeks I was busy in the shop, putting the November CLARION together, and staying with Alex while David and Mari were away. So, one day when he was in school (Friday, 20 October) – here is a bonus for you.

I enjoy Concord, Massachusetts – there is so much history in the area – both American Revolution, and literary. I stop whenever possible to gain another experience, or repeat one. Finally, I was going to be there at the right season, and right day to take in the Emerson House. But first I stopped at the Minute Man National Historical Park to again take in the 25 minute multi-media presentation – each time you pick up a new point, or relearn.

Multi-media presentation begins

We know about Paul Revere’s ride, and his capture. But it was Dr. Samuel Prescott who (having joined up with Revere and Dawes) avoided capture and made it into Concord to spread the alarm.

Here is your history lesson (which can be clicked on for a larger version) —

It was then lunch at Concord’s Colonial Inn (third visit) to soak in 300 plus years of history. And, finally Ralph Waldo Emerson’s House for a tour. He lived here from 1835 until his death in 1882). Look at the front closely, and compare with other images I have shared here — see a pattern, and similarity to “44?” The portico would have been added, “44” had one too at one time.

Emerson was considered the “rock star” of the day. People took the stage in from Boston just to see him, and others moved into the area just to associate with him – e.g. The Alcott Family returned from Walpole in 1855 to live across the street. The home is still in the Emerson family, the last Emerson living there died in 1909. It is as it was with the original furnishings except the study where Emerson did all his writing. It has been removed to the Concord Historical Society across the street, but recreated in the home (downstairs room on the right in photo above) pretty much as it looked.

The docents giving the 50 minute tour were great, sharing much information on Emerson and his cohorts. Henry David Thoreau spent much time at the home with his mentor, and you can see items that Thoreau crafted for the family. We were told that it was on Emerson’s land on Walden Pond that Thoreau built his cabin, and the path to the pond started behind the house. When the tour was done, I went to find the path, first passing the side of the house.

 

 

Behind the barn I found the path – called the Emerson-Thoreau Amble extending about 1.7 miles to the site of Thoreau’s cabin. The website I found said is a recreation, but probably pretty accurate – now “on the list” for exploration.

 

Beginning of Emerson-Thoreau Amble

To complete the outing before heading back to be with Alex I drove over to Walden Pond. And, this is a good spot to close until explorations continue another day. RAY

 

 

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QUABBIN – 40% of MASSACHUSETT’S WATER – 17 SEPTEMBER 2017

Posted on October 2, 2017 by Ray Boas

Santa Land’s new owner and Santa’s being restored

Did you notice? It has taken me more than two weeks to get to writing and posting this fascinating 12 hour adventure that I highly recommend. The day before my Quabbin (The Meeting of Many Waters) visit I got to meet the new owner of Santa’s Land in Putney, Vermont. I then updated my Santa’s Land post and made mention on Facebook of the news of its reopening. That lead to over 400 “likes” and over 600 “shares” which in 2 1/2 days equated to over 5,400 page views of that post – AMAZING. And, then it was CLARION time, and I spent 4 days working on the October issue – which is one of the best yet. Where did the rest of the time go? It just goes.

Before I went to Santa’s Land that Saturday, I stopped at the library to “hold court” and mentioning the Quabbin excursion, friend “Skippy” exclaimed, “may I come?” We left a little after 8AM Sunday down I-91, exiting to cut over to Sunderland, Mass, then to Amherst to get Route 9 to Belchertown to continue east the Quabbin Visitor center. I have always been fascinated with the building of this reservoir that supplies Boston and environs, but I have recently been reading a great book titled WATER FOR GOTHAM about the struggles to get water to New York City – that renewed my desire to explore more at Quabbin (click to open for easier reading).

This project, envisioned even in the 1890s, caused four towns to vanish under as much as 150 of water, and many other villages vacated that were in the proposed watershed. Almost 3,000 people were displaced (homes and businesses lost beginning in 1927), and almost 8,000 bodies from cemeteries relocated. Learning from earlier projects, the new reservoir bottom was totally cleared of homes, vegetation, everything for the purest water. The dam and dike were completed in 1939, and it took 7 years for the reservoir to fill. There is a small museum in one room in the Administration building built alongside the dam.

What was great in the museum, and make sure you see it, is the introductory video. We saw that, and a second one on the system to move the water to Boston. Upon leaving, the fog was beginning to lift finally, and the reservoir coming into view. Do you see the coyote in the grass towards the left?

Do you see him/her? Actually a statue they move around to scare away Canadian Geese flying through. If you have ever seen a gaggle of geese, you know what they leave in great quantity. The plan was originally to have a seaplane housed under the admin building, and there is a ramp into the lake. They never used a plane to patrol the lake, but there are patrol boats, and they use sounds and blanks to encourage birds to continue along. Walking east then to the dam.

It was amazing to learn how caissons were sunk down to bedrock (see the video) to construct the dam, and the complicated procedure to create what you see below.

The fog finally was starting to lift.

Leaving the visitor center we then entered the Middle Gate to loop around a peninsula to the East Gate. The first stop/view is Winsor Memorial Park (named for the engineer) looking back to the dam.

Of course, at the high point is Quabbin Tower so you can get 84 more steps above Terra Firma.

to take in the views (click to enlarge)

Just outside the East Gate of the park area is the Quabbin Park Cemetery where the remains of 6,601 graves from the Swift River Valley were moved.  7,613 graves were disinterred from thirty-four cemeteries scattered throughout eight towns, the others relocated elsewhere.

and even statues were relocated

In preparation for this trip I had read my copy (I squirrel books away in my own collection that catch my eye – have not run out of books to sell yet) of QUABBIN: THE ACCIDENTAL WILDERNESS. Just look at a map of Massachusetts, and you will understand. In the book I learned of The Swift River Valley Historical Society – I did not know of it. Open only Wednesday and Sunday afternoons, it closes the end of September for the season. I had to see it.

As people were being displaced, the museum had its beginning saving items from the towns of Dana, Enfield, Greenwich and Prescott. The main museum building, the Whitaker Clary House (built in 1816) was purchased from the Massachusetts District Commission (MDC, now DCR Watershed Division) in 1961 for $1.00. In the Quabbin watershed it was originally planned for destruction, but fortunately that never occurred as the interior is essentially all original – a visual and historic  treat.

 

 

This is one of the original road sign posts from one of the towns. It was recently restored. Below is a map of the reservoir showing you the location of the towns that disappeared forever.

 

 

 

here is the original kitchen in the Whitaker-Clary House.

In the front parlor are these three wedding dresses. All the same, worn by three sisters married the same day in the same ceremony.

and detail of the great original wallpaper in this room.

going upstairs, I now have a new plan for my home, which is ten years older than this wonderful house/museum.

In one of the front rooms upstairs is the Dana room (each of the lost towns has a room dedicated to it with momentos from the town).

and, a newly constructed barn structure has signs and artifacts from the towns. The North Dana Post Office sign was found just weeks ago and gifted to the museum.

I have driven through New Salem a number of times, and just love it. Ironically, the museum is a tad north of the “village” which is why I have missed it. There is essentially just Main Street in New Salem (but I just did see on Google Maps a few roads I have missed – next trip). Here is the Common in New Salem.

around the common there is a former private school (now a residence) and an early church.

How cannot you not love this drive down a “dead end” Main Street? Main Street ends (after turning to dirt) at a gate to the Quabbin grounds.

Part of this long day was to hopefully get to see the Memorial Hall Museum in Old Deerfield.  Closing at 4:30, I knew it would be tight to get to finally visit, but off we headed – back roads across country, of course. Getting there 10 minutes before closing time, we still went in.

MEMORIAL HALL MUSEUM – PVMA in Old Deerfield, MA

Hey, if you are nice, you get to see something. And, we got a quick look at a couple rooms, an introductory talk, and a peek at the gift shop. Two to three hours will be needed to do the museum justice, so still “on the list.” And, finally, “on the list” for the day was dinner at  the Whately Inn,  in Whately, of course.

I had hoped to do this trip with an overnight on Saturday night and run hard on Sunday, but every place I called (that I would consider staying at) was booked, including the Whately Inn. Once entering, I realized that I would not have enjoyed staying there overnight, and the dining room was not decorated as it should be, BUT the food — plan on stopping for the food. Dinner is four courses, and reasonable. Appetizer, salad, entree, and desert. Here is my marinated mushroom appetizer, and lamb. I brought home the next night’s meal.

Bottom Line — RAY RECOMMENDS:

— Learn what you can about Quabbin Reservoir, and how Boston and 40% of Massachusetts gets its water
— At a minimum read QUABBIN: THE ACCIDENTAL WILDERNESS  by Thomas Conuel. There are so many interesting environmental facts and balances of life from the development of the area.
— Tour the area including New Salem and (when open) The Swift River Valley Historical Society
— Stop anytime in Old Deerfield. I have been touring through for over 54 years.
— Take in dinner at the Whately Inn
— Report back to me with your comments on these recommendations.

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46th ANNUAL DUBLIN, NH – GAS ENGINE MEET – 9 SEPTEMBER 2017

Posted on September 9, 2017 by Ray Boas

If you read my posts, I have surprises for you, and often things I enjoy repeating. Today was a repeat, albeit different. I remember as a pre-teen a hit-‘n’-miss engine at a car show I was at with my Dad, and I was fascinated. Love to own one, but have enough engines to worry about, but that does not mean I cannot enjoy them. I introduced Alex to these versatile engines in Orange, Massachusetts in 2015, and first attended the Dublin meet in September of that year, last year in 2016, and again today. Click on the highlighted links above for those experiences. Today in attending the 46th Annual Dublin, New Hampshire Gas Engine Meet the plan (besides simply enjoying) was to document and share with you anything I had not seen before, nor shared in the above posts.  I was not disappointed as you will see below.

I arrived a tad after 11AM today, Saturday the 9th, and was waved onto the field at no charge to park in the exhibitor area. BLUE BELLE settled in about where she was last year.

Near her were other “old cars” but I am most attracted to unrestored and original, and many were near BB2. The 1914 Metz on the left below was probably repainted in the 1950s, and the 1926 Chevy is totally original with great upholstery (remember, when you see my images side by side, that is a gallery that you can click and open up for larger images.)

The theme for this year’s show was vertical engines, and several were on special exhibit near the entrance – by the way, as I entered a warm chill came over as I saw the largest crowd I had seen there.

this engine is just so colorful it had to be shared.

around the corner was this amazing contraption – a combination lawn mower and roller powered by a hit and miss – what a heavy monster to manage.

on a trailer in the “flea-market” area, each for sale at $500 each was a hay machine, and a cement mixer. Trust you can see the installed hit-‘n-miss engines.

you should know that mini-trailers from the 60s and 70s are all the rage now (think tiny house craze). He is one appropriately towed by a 1960s pickup. See what is in the bed of the pickup?

Yes, American Pickers Mike and Frank (and Dewey) – an INDIAN

I know, kinda campy a toy Ferris wheel driven by a hit-‘n-miss engine, BUT

the fascinating thing here was the opposing cones that as the belt is moved back and forth regulated the speed at which the drive belt moved, thus the speed of the Ferris wheel.

how about a Rock Crusher driven by a hit-‘n’miss – or in this case the drive wheel off an old John Deere???

of course you want to see it in operation

Most people I know buy their wood already split, but here is a DIY outfit.

and this hit-‘n-miss gas powered saw can be put on any log and put to work

as you can see here

sitting down I hope?  How about a loader (think moving stuff into a dump truck or rail car) powered by a massive mounted engine. Note the toy loaders on the trailer fender.

I think there may now be easier ways to shuck corn.

The gentleman who owns this tree spraying device answered all my questions as to the flow of the pump (and the bypass to change the flow and resulting pressure). You could buy this rig complete with the engine, or without the engine if you want to use the one already on your farm.

many clubs exhibited member’s models or related collections. I may have a new quest – if you watch American Pickers you know brass bladed fans have a premium, but did you know that brass bladed fans predate electricity? How about this assortment of early 1900s models powered by alcohol and water. Heat from a kerosene or alcohol lamp heated air in a piston, which turned a crankshaft with a fan blade attached. Off tomorrow on the hunt.

BB2 can attract attention, and when I was almost done and stopped for some water I started chatting with a couple fellows from North Walpole who walked by and admired her (she should be a chick magnet, but great conversation always welcome). We had fun, and I learned a great deal from them. But it was time to head back, but I thought I would be different (last year I took roads home previously unexplored by RAB) and took 136 north off 101 heading towards Hancock. Was going to reproduce a map for you, but want you to explore your paper map on your own. If you are on the right road(s) you will be surprised that Fall is upon us. No kidding, the below is this afternoon just south of Hancock common.

From Hancock I continued on 137 to Bennington and then north on US 202 to Antrim. Both new “discoveries” having never been to either before. From Antrim I took Route 31 to Route 9, turned south until reaching 123 west — and home.  Check out the route on your maps.

I still owe you some more from my route to and from Fall River last month – in time. But, if you have have a chance to see these old gas engines, or a farm implement related show may I encourage you to do so — they are fascinating. Yours, RAY

 

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WHACKED IN Fall River — 16 and 17 AUGUST 2017

Posted on August 27, 2017 by Ray Boas

Have you noticed that recently I seldom get to complete my posts while on my adventures as I used to? Some of my recent experiences have continued well into the evening hours impinging on my sitting down with wine and words. Hoping to put everything together when I get home, I still am too busy. I have been home from Fall River, Massachusetts for nine days, and finally started putting together a three day tale. But, working with my images, I realized I should separate out this adventure to 230 2nd Street in Fall River – my B&B for two nights. The trip there and back will come later on.

230 2nd Street, Fall River Massachusetts

My infamous bedroom is on the second floor above – the left two windows. Do you remember what happened here August 4, 1892? Maybe this will help —

Lizzie Borden took an axe
And gave her mother forty whacks
When she saw what she had done
She gave her father forty-one

Although the child’s skipping rope rhyme is not historically accurate (there were about 19 blows to Abby, her step-mother, and 17 to Andrew) you know where I was. And I had the room where Abby was whacked. Most expensive B&B room I have had, but (remember this) in checking out I saw a small sign “Show your AAA card for discount.” I saved $50! And, now I can share the story about this crime that still fascinates after 125 years, partly because Victorian women were thought not capable of such an act, this was the first nationally publicized crime and first carried by the new wire services. And, the first time actual crime scene photos were used in court in the US, and only the second time ever used in court (four years prior crime photos were used in England in the Jack the Ripper case).

Check in is after 4PM since there are one-hour tours during the day (when did you last sleep in a museum?). Did not have to go on one because guests receive a tour from 8PM until 10:30 or 11. I had to do “all things Lizzie,” so off I went after checking in to the massive Oak Grove Cemetery. Borden is a large family in Fall River, but here is Andrew’s marker.

the individual head stones:

and, after her trial, Lizzie decided she would be Lizbeth

Once acquitted, Lizzie purchased a house up on the hill where the wealthy, well-heeled residents resided. Her father could have easily bought there, but was frugal to a fault.

and the house that Lizzie renovated naming it Maplecroft, where she entertained and lived until her death in 1927. The current owner is hoping to open it as a B&B.

I really do not think I need to relate the Lizzie Borden story in detail because you probably know something, or can easily research (as I did for background prior to going – including watching the Elizabeth Montgomery movie on YouTube.) You just want to see her home which the current owners spent over $500,000 bringing it back to its 1892 appearance – thanks to all those crime photos.

Below is heading up the stairs to my room, and the view from the seventh step.

LACKING IS A BODY AS SEEN AUGUST 4, 1892, ON THE FLOOR ON THE FAR SIDE OF THE BED

and, entering my bedroom, and looking over my bed

here is THE SPOT

Abby’s body had to be moved some for the crime photos. It would have been inappropriate for any of her legs to show, thus in pulling down her dress she appears to be propped at an angle – not so. You will want to open this gallery of images for sure to see the larger images.

My first evening I had a wonderful dinner at the Abbey Grill , ironically in the old church Lizzie attended and where she taught Sunday school. It was great. Getting back for the 8PM tour I joined six other guests. Rich, our guide for the night, gave an in depth architectural, and history tour of the property and the events. Here are a couple images during the tour. First, up the front stairs with my room was Lizzie’s room that she traded for with her sister following returning from a tour in Europe with oodles of souvenirs,

See the door to the left? Originally a two family home, Andrew did not make too many changes. He and his wife used the back stairs to the two rooms in the rear, and this door was kept shut with the bed at an angle in front. The girls then using the front stairs (viewed earlier) to their rooms (second bedroom off the one above to the left) and the guest room in the front.

Here is the front parlor – just about perfect Victorian (well milk crate on floor has binders of Lizzie Borden clippings)

And, the dining room which was two bedrooms when the home was a two family. Our host for the evening has arms extended.

Did you note the contraption hanging on the wall to the left? That folding framework with caning was used when laying out a body for autopsies, or wakes in a dining room. Instead of being laid directly on the dining room table, a body was placed on the frame, thus bodily fluids drain off. The second night one of the guests was a young mortician — was she full of stories, loving her work and its history.

Upstairs on the third floor was the maid’s room and another guest room at the time of the murders. Bridget Sullivan was called Maggie by Lizzie and her sister, the name of the former maid. The new owners have added two additional bedrooms on the third floor in what was storage.

Thursday I did other things that I will report to you in the next post, but I ended the day at the Fall River Historical Society. A wonderful old home, but the “hook” that got me there was one of the things my guide, Rich, had said the night before. With Lizzie acquitted, all the evidence of the trial was given back to her lawyer, Andrew Jackson Jennings. He took the evidence home and stored it in a hip-tub in his attic. The collection is known as the “hip-bath” collection. In 1967, Jennings’ daughter donated the items to The Fall River Historical Society. The items were put on display finally in 2010 in the room shown below.

Hard to see because of the glare, here is some of that evidence including the infamous broken hatchet found hidden in the basement. Even with the glare, I bet you cannot resist opening up this gallery for larger images.

I read a great deal, viewed videos on Youtube, listened to Rich the first night, and also the other guests who had ideas. My tour hostess for the second night I was there had more of an interest in the paranormal which this Borden home is also noted for. Along with that evening’s 8 guests I gained even more insight. So, I have my theory, and can happily entertain you with the details, but basically I believe the only victim was to be Abby, whacked by Lizzie’s uncle (fantastic alibi). Sadly, Lizzie’s Dad came home 1 1/2 hours early, and not sure what to do, I think Lizzie whacked him. She then lived strangely ever after.

And, one last image — the end of night one, guests helped pose me correctly as Andrew. THE END

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