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Date Posted: 11:45:54 01/28/17 Sat
Author Host/IP: 220.127.116.11
Subject: Re: Hello All
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bill ( william manser 67-73 )
's message, "Re: Hello All" on 09:31:13 01/28/17 Sat
Hello Bill, good to hear from you. Glad you're maintaining this site as I won't go near Facebook. Its the ultimate 1984 information gathering machine, that sells specific and trend data to commercial and nefarious interests. Out of principle I won't contribute, as anything one posts there becomes their property. Not that this and every other electronic venue isn't being swept and collated, but why intentionally feed the beast. As an aside I'll note how twitter has become the President's needle for injecting stupidity to the masses. Who needs to attend that church?
On the subject of Orwellian visions, we have finally arrived at that future where false truths crowd out reality. Mussolini claimed that he made the trains run on time. Fascism thrives on falsehoods. Trump claims whatever he feels like at the moment, to divert attention from his continuous grab for power. He will no doubt claim that he alone brought Spring followed by Summer.
Enough of that, its Saturday. Last year someone said that as we age its a good idea to take up something new like a language, a skill like piano playing, or a mental game like chess. It stresses the brain to form new connections, instead of replaying the one's we used to and forestalls the formation of brain plaque... if only there were a mouthwash you could inhale through your nose and out your ears!
I'm trying chess and found a club in a nearby town. Not good yet but trying.
I'm not surprised that more than a few of Franconia's students settled in locally... being a broad term meaning leaving the city and suburbs behind for a more rural way of life. I've thought of doing so myself and have visions of building a home with a view to the mountains.
Regardless of whatever any of us have done over the last 40-50 years, the question becomes what will we do with the remaining years. There aren't a lot left. If you take 69 years as an average from when that humorous headline from the Manchester Union Leader headline came out and consider the average life span, most should ask themselves what the next ten to fifteen years will bring? Its a curious question as its like telling someone they can go anywhere they want on a half tank of gas. It could be the best trip of your life or be spent idling in a parking lot.
We make a point of visiting the White Mountains every year. Stopping at Polly's is a kind of ritual, or its their bacon, I can't tell which. Last year we rented a room in Littleton at a nice motel and used the excuse of trying to photograph moose as a way to explore the area more. Up towards Lincoln and over towards Maine. Never did see a moose. Someone mentioned ticks and disease, I hope not.
In 1976 I managed to get an assignment from National Geographic to photograph life in the weather observatory on top of Washington. It was before they built the current concrete bunker, I stayed in the wooden structure that had ocean liner chains draped over the roof... classic engineering to prevent the structure from taking flight. Had it not been for pitons secured to my Peter Limmer boots it would have been an amazing, bouncing, decent down Tuckerman's. Those boots still fit perfectly and hang on the wall.
As you suggest I'll read back through these pages and catch up.
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