At The Northeast Popular Culture Association Conference


St. Michael's CollegeMy wife talked me in to attending the annual NEPCA conference at St. Michael’s College in picturesque Burlington, Vermont last weekend. Primarily, I was the designated driver for the weekend, as the location was about 4 1/2 hours from home and she doesn’t like to drive such distances unaided. The College is quite lovely. To the right is  a photo of the campus with Lake Champlain in the background.

I had no idea what popular culture was before last Friday or that it was a subject of scholarly interest, but I sat in on a number of panel discussions while I was there and enjoyed the presentations. I ever learned a few things. Here is a link to the catalog for the event, listing all of the 45 presentations offered during the conference.

Rush movie posterI learned about how websites like FaceBook and Twitter handle the death of a member. Another presenter focused on the use of sound cannons for crowd control, such as at the Occupy Wall Street encampment last year. Then I sat in on my wife’s presentation about the Ron Howard movie “Rush”. The promoters created two trailers for the movie – one focusing on romance and sex for American viewers and a completely different version highlighting the racing for European audiences. It’s hard to believe both were talking about the same film!

I also attended a fascinating session dealing with the travels of Frederick Douglas throughout Ireland and England. Fearing that he might be captured and returned in chains to his master in Baltimore, his supporters spirited him out of the country until it was safe for him to return several years later. Oddly, Douglas was so fixated on the abolishment of slavery, he took no notice of the dire social conditions in Ireland at the time – conditions that would soon motivate millions of Irish to migrate to America.

Shawshank RedemptionOn Saturday afternoon , I chanced upon a session featuring travel and tourism and was astonished to learn that an entire industry has grown up catering to the fans of “The Shawshank Redemption”. Filmed in Marion Ohio at the former Ohio State Reformatory, people come from all over the globe to see the iconic prison, the famous oak tree and the room where the character Brooks hung himself. What is fascinating is that each year, more people rent “Shawshank” than “Rocky”.

Lily Dale New YorkLastly, I learned about a community in western New York called the Lily Dale Assembly, where spiritualism first began in the United States. If you believe in reincarnation, the transcendental philosophy of Ralph Waldo Emerson or The Singularity, Lily Dale is a “must see” destination. Each year, more than 22,000 visitors find their way to Lily Dale, though I had never heard of it before.

Looking back on the weekend, I was more than a little skeptical of what I would find at a Popular Culture conference. Probably a bunch of pinheads nattering on about ephemera that would only be of interest to….well, you know…..pinheads! But I found, to my surprise, that I really enjoyed the experience and that the discussions were spirited and thought provoking. The conference next year will be at Providence College, which is just 30 minutes from my home. I am already looking forward to attending.

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Old


Let’s face it. I love Paul Simon. I consider him to be America’s greatest living singer/song writer. Seeing him live in concert is a sublime experience. And on this day, which has special significance for me, his song “Old” is uniquely relevant. Give a listen.

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Picking Apples With Teddy


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Last weekend, we got to spend 4 days with Teddy, our 3 year old grandson. The featured activity for the weekend was apple picking. It didn’t take him long to get the hang of it. He picked nearly a half bushel by the time he was done!

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Once we got home and hired a fork lift to get all the apples into the house, it was time to make apple pie. He’s a little young to be using a knife yet, so we put him to work washing the apples. Then he helped stir the sliced apples in a bowl so they got a nice coating of brown sugar and cinnamon before being folded into the pie crust.

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And when the pie was done, he helped eat it. He had some for desert and some for breakfast the next day. Then he had some for desert again the next night. As he was getting ready to return to his parent’s house in Providence, he wanted to know if there was any apple pie left over. Having just finished a breakfast of apple pancakes, it was no wonder the little guy was still hungry. After all, he’s just a growin’ boy.

Who loves apples!

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Colors Of The Day


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I love Fall when the forests turn to flame during foliage season. Scientists tell us that the reds and oranges of Autumn are always present in the leaves of the trees. They are just covered up by the green of the chlorophyll produced by photosynthesis . When the warm days and cool nights of September cause the growing process to shut down for the winter, the green fades and lets the other colors shine through.

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Every year, the media astound us with photographs taken from helicopters of the foliage here in New England. People come from far and wide to see the hills of Vermont and New Hamphire ablaze in color. Hoards of “leaf peepers” in Winnebagos inundate the local highways and byways, cameras in hand,  in search of the perfect foliage photo.

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But I don’t have a helicopter or a Winnebago, so you will have to be content with a collection of pictures I have taken locally with my trusty Sony. Many are of the view out my window, where the colors march down the shores of the lake in an annual riot of crimson and gold that changes almost daily.

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There is one other delight that is unique to living in New England, and that is going off in search of fall colors on a sunny October day in the Miata, top down, with the aroma of wood smoke in the air and finding a roadside stand somewhere you have never been before that is selling freshly squeezed apple cider. Pure bliss!

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Hope you enjoy the show. And if you are in the area, stop by and share a glass of cold cider with us as we sit on the deck and watch the leaves turn to russet, magenta, yellow and orange right before our eyes. Did I mention that I love Fall?

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An Evening With Judy Collins


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Back in August, Carolyn and I were vacationing near Ogunquit, Maine, when we noticed a flyer announcing a Judy Collins concert in late September. We are both Judy Collins fans and Ogunquit is only about 2 hours away, so we decided to make a pilgrimage back to see her in person. The venue was a small supper club that seats no more than 300 people. Our table was just 20 feet from the stage.

Judy Collins has a voice like no other. It is as brilliant as a summer sun, light as a moon beam and as clear as a mountain stream at its source.  At times that voice is tender and intimate, but then it crescendos and sweeps over you like an ocean wave breaking on the shore, leaving you breathless.

At the appointed hour, she appeared, accompanied only by her pianist and her trusty twelve string guitar. The show began with “Someday Soon”, one of our favorite tunes. Over the next 90 minutes, she treated us to about 20 more of her most famous songs.

Judy Collins In ConcertBetween songs, Judy entertained us with a running commentary of her musical career, from her roots in Denver, where she became a child prodigy at the piano, to the ferment of the 60’s and 70’s and to the cultural cross currents of today. She is witty and wise and a bit bawdy, often quoting Mae West, to the delight of the crowd.

Two of my favorite Judy Collins songs are “Send In The Clowns”, with its haunting, mournful melodies and “Farewell To Tarwathie”, a fabulous song about whale hunting that features sounds of whales singing  to each in the background.

But there is one song of hers that just overwhelms me. It sends chills down my spine every time I hear it. I want it played at my funeral. It is the song she is best known for and it captures the essence of her incredible voice. Listen and see if you don’t agree.

Maybe someone reading this post may know someone who knows someone who knows Judy Collins. If so, please tell her how grateful I am for her talent. My life would have been poorer without her music in it.

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A Corn Maze And A Harvest Moon


Last Friday, I spent the afternoon with my granddaughter, Lillian, discovering the intricacies of a local corn maze. For those not fortunate enough to live near corn fields, a corn maze is a labyrinth cut into the corn stalks that remain after the growing season is over. It can be rather complex, as the layout is entirely dependent on how inventive the farmer cares to be.

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At the beginning, each adventurer is issued an official corn maze pass and the objective is to find all four of the wooden posts hidden inside the maze. Each post has a paper punch tethered to it and each punch makes a different design on your pass. It’s easy to lose one’s bearings inside all that greenery, since the clever farmer has included lots of blind alleys and pathways that loop around endlessly.

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We spent almost an hour inside and found 3 of the 4 posts before Lillian’s interest began to wane. She is only 5, so finding an activity that keeps her engaged for that long is rather a triumph. At one point, we chanced upon a nice ripe apple lying on the ground amongst the corn stalks. “How did an apple get into a corn field?” she wanted to know. Good question!

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Later that evening, after dinner was over and the dishes were done, Lillian, Carolyn and I sat out on the deck overlooking the lake and waited for the full moon to rise. In folklore, this would be known as a Harvest Moon, because it occurs near the autumnal equinox.  Like the corn maze, it symbolizes the end of the growing season.

Before it cleared the tree line, the moon looked like a powerful searchlight coming from behind the trees on the other side of the lake. Then it rose majestically into the starry sky, revealing all its surface features that make up the puzzle we call The Man In The Moon. Lillian was fascinated. As I was tucking her into bed later, she wanted to take one last look through the curtains at the moon outside her window.

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The moon is visible to us because it reflects light from the sun back down to earth. But if it reflects light, does it not also reflect other forms of energy? Might it reflect psychic and spiritual energy as well?

Harvest MoonWhen Lillian took that last look out the window, did she see only the reflected light of the sun or did she also, subconsciously, sense the love felt for her emanating from within our house? Would not that love also travel outward through space and be reflected back at her, now and in the future?

We modern people like to think we have all the answers and know everything there is to know. But maybe there are mysteries we still do not completely understand and questions we still cannot fully answer. At least, I’d like to think so.

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Breakfast With Buddha


This blog has been about my journeys, both here at home and abroad. Recently, I participated in another type a journey, one that took place between the covers of a book.

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I am a some-time member of a local book discussion group and this month’s selection was Breakfast With Buddha, by Roland Merullo. It tells the tale of a modern man, successful and suburban, who unwittingly finds himself ferrying a stranger across America on a journey from New Jersey to North Dakota. The stranger is considered by many to be a great teacher, a mystic and a seer. The protagonist is having none of it, of course, which is what makes the story of their travels together interesting.

Some might find the plot predictable – along the way, the stranger teaches his travelling companion the meaning of life, which comes down to a very simple concept, namely……well, you will have to read the book yourself to find out!

It’s a spiritual journey, told in simple and often funny terms. It suggests that happiness is best found when we are internally based, that is, when we focus on the world within us rather than the trappings of so-called success – what car we drive, how big our home is or how many of them we have, where we went to college, how much money we have – that are the hallmarks of externally based people. And it suggests that we are all teachers and all pupils on the voyage of self-discovery we call “life”.  I hope Mr. Merullo will not be displeased if I compare his words and thoughts with a those of a certain song writer who influenced a lot of people my age:

Imagine there’s no heaven. It’s easy if you try.
No hell below us. Above us only sky.
Imagine all the people, living for today…

Imagine there’s no countries. It isn’t hard to do.
Nothing to kill or die for. And no religion too.
Imagine all the people, living life in peace…

Imagine no possessions. I wonder if you can.
No need for greed or hunger. A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people, sharing all the world…

You may say I’m a dreamer. But I’m not the only one.
I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.

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Reading Breakfast With Buddha has been a transformative experience for me. Yesterday, I didn’t yell at a driver who cut me off in traffic. This morning, I elected to practice transcendental meditation – something I haven’t done in over 30 years. And tonight, at 7:42 p.m., I will be sitting on my back deck with my wife and granddaughter watching the full moon rise over the lake.

Perhaps someday you will join us?

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Take Us Out To The Ball Game!


Here in New England, we tend to be passionate about baseball. After all, some of the oldest teams and ballparks in America are located right here. And the rivalry between the Red Sox and the Yankees is the stuff legends are made of.

Newport, Rhode Island, which is famous for its mansions, beaches and restaurants, is also known for Cardines Field, one of the oldest wooden ball parks in America. Like its contemporaries – Fenway Park and Wrigley Field – it originally featured a stone facade around home plate and wooden bleachers for the fans.

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Fenway Park In 1912

In continuous use since 1908, Cardines Field is now home to the Newport Gulls of the New England College Baseball League. Its wooden benches are located right next to the field, which lets the fans see and hear the game up close. The “Whump!” of the ball in the catcher’s mitt, the crack of an honest to gosh wooden bat, and the chatter among the players are all part of the Cardines Field experience. At just $4.00 a ticket, it’s a great way to be part of America’s pastime without busting the family budget.

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Cardines Field, Newport RI

Newport Gulls MascotWhat is especially nice about going to a Gulls game is the number of young people in the stands. The Gulls are a community based organization. Local families provide lodging for the players and transportation to away games. The kids in those host families and their friends become involved and want to see “their players” on the field. Typically, there are as many young people as adults in the stands, all with Gulls t-shirts, Gulls hats and Gulls pennants. Gullie, the team mascot, has an entourage of young admirers around him the entire game.

Another classic baseball facility in Rhode Island is located in the city of Pawtucket, next door to Providence. It is called McCoy Stadium and it is home to the PawSox, the AAA affiliate of the Boston Red Sox. Like Cardines Field, the seats are right next to the playing surface but raised one story to accommodate the dugouts and team offices at ground level.

Before every game, young fans seeking autographs put a program or other scrap of paper in a plastic pail and lower it on a string to the players in the dugout below. The players scribble their signatures, then give the string a tug. The kids haul their pails up and go dashing through the stands to show their parents and friends their prize. It’s too precious to watch.

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McCoy Stadium, Pawtucket, RI

There is something idyllic, almost wistful, about watching college or minor league baseball. The distortion that big contracts and multi-million dollar payrolls create is cleared away and we see the game for what it is – a paean to all that is right and decent and hopeful in our society.

There are no luxury boxes at Cardines or McCoy. The person next to you could be a bank president or a laborer. Baseball reminds us not to take ourselves too seriously, because no matter our station in life, we are all just fans when the home plate umpire shouts “Play Ball!”

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Paws And Sox, Mascots For The Pawtucket Red Sox

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What We Did On Our Summer Vacation


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For the past several years, our last big vacation of the season has always been a trip to Ogunquit, Maine, home of the world’s only moveable beach. When the 9 foot tides roll in, the beach is completely submerged. As the tide ebbs, shallow pools of water, warmed by the sun, become ideal fonts for kids to splash and play. A paved walkway borders the craggy Maine coastline between Ogunquit and nearby Perkins Cove, where numerous excellent restaurants serve up some of the best seafood to be found anywhere.

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Sunrise In Cape Neddick

This year turned out a little different, though.  Using our membership at HomeExchange.com, we arranged to stay in a 200 year old house on the Cape Neddick River, just a few miles south of Ogunquit. We went kayaking at dawn, spent time basking in the sun on Long Sands Beach just down the coast, or just watched as the tide rolled into and out of the river.

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View From Our House In Cape Neddick At Dawn

I was able to make a few photographs as the sun was rising over the Atlantic one morning. The Cape Neddick house was very special, the kind of place that refreshes the spirit and restores the soul.

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Sunrise On Sheepscot Lake

We also made a journey to see friends on Sheepscot Lake, a tranquil, serene oasis nestled in the rolling hills of eastern Maine. Once again, I roused myself out of bed to go out in a hayak at sunrise to take photos while the lake was shrouded in mists. Judge for yourself whether my early morning activities were worth the effort.

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Kayaks Waiting In The Sun

We were gone for over a week. We read and swam and kayaked and soaked up the sun. When you live in New England, you learn to savor times like these, times that you will remember with fondness when the winter winds howl and the snow swirls outside your window.

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The House In Cape Neddick

All in all, we judged this to be our favorite home exchange so far. I wonder how we will ever top this?

 

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A Weekend On The Beach In Rye, New Hampshire.


We have just returned from a weekend home exchange with a couple from Rye, New Hampshire, an historic and charming town that hugs the Atlantic coast 10 miles south of Portsmouth. The weather was ideal – mid 80’s during the days and mid 60’s at night.

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Jenness State Beach

Our house was a 10 minute walk from Jenness State Beach, one of the many beaches that dot the New Hampshire coastline. About 2 miles long, its abundant white sand and moderate surf attracts lots of families with young children. We watched in fascination as the kids did all the same things kids have been doing at beaches since the beginning of time – making sand castles, building forts, playing ball and burying each other in the sand.

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Is This The World’s Best Lobster Roll?

The area is awash in great seafood restaurants. Friday, we had lobster bisque and lobster rolls at The Beach Plum south of town. The rolls were overstuffed with succulent fresh lobster and we ate them outdoors at a picnic table while the sun was setting and painting the clouds orange and pink. Delicious!

If you are the adventurous sort, you can travel further south on US 1-A to New Hampshire’s most famous beach community – Hampton Beach. We tried it Saturday night but were overwhelmed by the crowds of people and the long lines for a table. So we turned the Miata around and motored north along the coast to Petey’s Seafood Restaurant. And were we glad we did! The food was superlative. We opted for the broiled seafood special and it was out of this world. And for desert, we were treated once again to a spectacular summer sunset.

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Historic Portsmouth

For Sunday breakfast, we meandered up US 1-A again to historic Portsmouth. This charming seaside town is filled with recycled brick buildings that date back to Revolutionary times. We settled on a local restaurant called Colby’s, which seats about 30 people. We sat outdoors and enjoyed Eggs Benedict with spinach on polenta cakes and a lobster and bacon omelet. Both were scrumptious. Then it was back to Jenness State Beach and a few more hours of sunbathing, reading and dipping our toes in the ocean before heading back to Rhode Island.

This weekend marked our twelfth home exchange and was one of the best yet. Our exchange partners enjoyed the tranquility of our lakeside home in Rhode Island and we enjoyed the proximity to the ocean of their home in New Hampshire . We had never been to Rye before but now it is on our list of places we definitely want to visit again.

Sunrise Over Jenness State Beach, Rye NH

Sunrise Over Jenness State Beach

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