Saturday, April 12, 2014

The House on Rock Harbor Road -- October 4th 1961

Let's just jump right back into my Dad's journal from 1961 shall we? Here we are in October of '61. Today's entry finds Wendell waxing on attending a book club, Muriel attending a PTA meeting, daughter Laurie who excels at being popular with the little boys, and Robin's sit-up challenges.

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Wednesday, November 27, 2013

The House on Rock Harbor Road -- Thursday, September 28th 1961

Thinking of Wendell on this rainy Wednesday before Thanksgiving. So what better way to remember him than by posting another journal entry? Topics from Sept 28th 1961 include post Hurricane Esther landscaping. Wendell learns about a past inhabitant of his new house on Rock Harbor Road from townie Roscoe J. Nickerson. More talk of trees. Also, we may never know what's in it for Elmer.

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Saturday, September 28, 2013

The House on Rock Harbor Road -- Thursday, Sept. 21 + Monday Sept. 25, 1961

The Saga of Hurricane Esther continues. (Read the first part, in case you tuned in late.) I've combined a couple of shorter entries. Also, I've transcribed my father's rather challenging handwriting and also included scans of his typed pages. [To enlarge each scanned image below for a better reading experience, right click and select Open Link in new window. In the new window, click the image to make larger or smaller.]

Thursday, Sept. 21

The eye of the storm is 40 miles SW of Nantucket. I walk down the road to the harbor. (Editor’s note: They lived down the street from Rock Harbor.) The rain let up and the wind was fresh from the east in gusts probably up to 40mph.

Mrs. Lambert is not in her cottage. She must have gone to Mrs. Gibson’s house. Striding along the road the wind pushes me along. Small land birds fling them themselves suddenly into the air as though thrown and land downwind as quickly as they appeared. The pigeons pattern the lee side of a rooftop. When the wind does to a (?) they circle about in the air in scattered confusion. Only the gulls seem at home in the storm. Flying almost lazily against the wind, they swing windward in wide arcs that carry them far out across the meadow where others can be seen on the ground white against green.

The wind guests lash at small isolated trees when all around there seems a lull. These brief blasts of air lend the wind a temper, a personality given to outbursts of anger. Such moments call attention to the vulnerability of a tree. Rooted, it must always stand its ground against all elements and all forms of attack.

While I watched that single tree—a silver poplar—in the grip of a terrier wind, I thought of the photographer Edward Steichen who in his eighties is devoting himself to taking hundreds of pictures of the small tree, a shad bush, in all its phases, in all seasons and in all kinds of weather.


Monday, Sept. 25



Saturday, August 10, 2013

The House on Rock Harbor Road -- Wednesday, Sept 20 1961


Hurricane Watch! The Saga of Hurricane Esther. This is the epic journal entry wherein my father chronicles the family's experience riding out Hurricane Esther.

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Wednesday, July 31, 2013

The House on Rock Harbor Road -- Tuesday, Sept 19 1961

It's been a few months, but here you go: scans of the next entry in my father's journal. Topics include a visit from his parents, singing in the Methodist choir, and inspiration from an unusual source: distant cousin and writer, Humphrey B. Neill.

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Stay tuned - the next entry is a doozy. Wendell chronicles the saga of Hurricane Esther.