I
had a couple great Aunts and an Uncle that lived up north in and around New England. We would spend a week
each summer going up to visit them. We would stay with my Aunt Helen at her
summer house on the lake.
I
remember she took us one time to a place where an old homestead used to be and she
and my parents dug around and found old bottles and things buried there.
She
also would go with us when we would go to see some of the touristy sites. One
of my favorites was going to see the Old Man in the Mountain.
As
a little kid, I was pretty impressed that this old man’s face was way up there,
but I was also a little disappointed. I had expected to see much more detail in that
face.
Well,
what do you expect from a little kid? I listened when my parents and Aunt
talked about it and really thought it was going to look exactly like and old
man’s face. I remember looking way up there and squinting my eyes so the
details seemed to be there just not too clear.
Over
the years I have kept fond memories of going there with family and getting to
see the grand old man. I also thought it
was pretty cool that it was on the state quarter.
I
was saddened like so many others when the old man crumbled away in 2003, but his image does live on.
There is an old man legacy fund site (which I
found interesting);
and
a cool video;
The
old man may be gone but he is a long way from being forgotten.
(jj)
