How will we live tomorrow?- Responses 4

How will we live tomorrow?

“We’ll shut down the war machine and help everyone in this country. We’ll make everyone in this country strong – the poor, the elderly, the immigrants, everyone. And then we’ll help others. I’m not saying get rid of the military completely. Just keep enough to defend this lad. That will leave plenty of money to make all of us truly strong.”

Dick Gloo, Dick’s Wheel Shop Inc. Herkimer, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“We are planning a garage sale for Memorial Day weekend. Last year we made $1,000. Whatever doesn’t sell we give away to Catholic Charities. Nothing goes back in the house.

“I want to go to Old Orchard Beach, to see the ocean. I was there when I was three, but I don’t remember it. I don’t like to travel more than two or three days, then I like to be home. But I would like to see the ocean.”

Judy Lawyer, retired homemaker, Duanesberg, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“That’s a good question. People are people. There is too much arguing and too many labels. We’re all just people.” 

Jack D. Jolie, Vocalist and guitarist, bluegrass_guitar@hotmail.com, Ricky’s Diner in Bridgton, ME

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How will we live tomorrow?

“My dad is on the two-year plan. He is 103 years old. He is the oldest living member of Theta Chi fraternity. Every two years the oldest member closes the national conference. He spoke at Orlando, then Phoenix, then Minneapolis. Every time he ends his speech with, “See you in two years.” So far, he has been good to his word.””

Dan Freeham, Jr. Retired veteran and railroad enthusiast, Canaan, NH

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How will we live tomorrow?

“The thing that bothers me are the people who complain but don’t do anything; they don’t vote, they don’t participate. Here in Maine, what we have to do over hte next three years is get rid of our governor.”

Kim LeClair, Jobs Counselor, Bridgton, ME

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How will we live tomorrow?

“Hopefully, just as good as today.” 

Tammy of Mike and Tammy’s Main Street Market and Deli in Londonderry, VT

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How will we live tomorrow?

“Hopefully trying to make tomorrow better than today. Live tomorrow in the moment.”

Fiona Bachtel, Seventh grade scientist, Norwich, VT

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How will we live tomorrow?

“Why is everyone worried about losing their identity in a country where we’ve already lost ours?”

Dave Bachtel, IT Executive and bass player, Norwich, VT

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How will we live tomorrow?

“That’s exactly the question. Our expenses far exceed our income. We are getting older, fewer, and have too few active nuns. The math is obvious. Every year 15 to 20 of us die, and no one takes their place. We need a tremendous renovation, but it takes a lot of money to make money. We have invited other communities to use our space. 2025 will look very different from today, and I am challenged to have the vision”

Sister Frances Eustace, 93-year-old Sister of Saint Joseph of Carondelet, discussing the status of their Provincial House in Latham, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“If I could pull it off, I’d like to go to the moon. That’s my thing – we need to DO more.”

Sister Gordon, retired science teacher, Saint Joseph Provincial House, Latham, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“Have fun and do what you can. You never know what will happen.”

Myrna, laborer on her uncle’s farm near Duanesberg, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“My plan is to stay in it for five years and then retire at 62.”

Mike Whitmore, Shipping Manager, New Hartford, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“The future is here. We can have great local agriculture in this area.”

Jim LaValla, Owner of The Locavore, Frankfort, NY

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How will we live tomorrow?

“Railroads has to be part of the package.”

Dan Freeham, Jr., Veteran and railroad enthusiast, Canaan, NH

 

 

 

 

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Profile Response – SMRT of Portland, ME

HWWLT Logo on yellowI enjoyed working with architects, engineers, and landscape designers from SMRT several years ago when designing the MaineGeneral Medical Center in Augusta, ME. They invited me to visit their offices for a freeform discussion of ‘How will we live tomorrow’. The group included Ellen Belknap, Graham Vickers, Mark Johnson, Paul Lewandowski, Andrew Bradley, and Justin Grove. Specific attributions are only indicated on comments that swerved from the main thrust of the conversation.

imgres-1We started talking about healthy food, despite the fact that Ellen tempted the gathering with a box of Portland’s famous potato donuts from The Holy Donut. Local farming is finding resurgence in the area. Small farms are reviving in Scarborough (a Portland suburb). The Portland Food Coop opened four months ago and has four times as many members as they anticipated. Community gardens are being developed in Portland. There’s an urban trend for local agriculture, but it will have to work its way out to less urban areas to have an impact. St. Mary’s Hospital in Lewiston has a farmer’s market in their parking lot, which is both a symbol to the community that healthy food is good health, and allows their staff easy access to better quality food. MaineGeneral Medical Center has am ambitious local food program, but they’re finding the 18 to 24 year old demographic is the most resistant to new foods – if you consider heirloom vegetables ‘new’. At Henry Ford Hospital (Bloomington, MI) they had to create special training and appreciation programs to introduce food service staff to traditional foods and how to prepare them. The food spectrum has changed so much in the last ten years.

“This is all true, and the green movement is great for the affluent. But it’s not reaching to the poor. Not everyone can live on the Peninsula.” Ellen Belknap (The Peninsula refers to the City of Portland’s core, which is both affluent and funky).

images-1The green movement has to mature, and then it can expand. Andrew described how he installed a solar array on his house, but when he needed a replacement tube, the part was not readily available. Standardized parts, so prevalent in the automotive industry, are not yet part of the solar industry.

The practice of architecture will change. Collaboration was not inherent to architecture in the past. There are still some folks who work alone and present a design to be built. But younger people are much more collaborative, and it permeates everything. Working in open spaces is now the norm, which promotes open communication. As a joint architecture / engineering practice, this collaboration is SMRT’s strength.

With regards to the process of work, each of the participants talked about their children. Some have children in grade schools with combined curriculums, for example; physics, geography and cartography are taught together. Middle schoolers experience a lot of team projects, and the results are mixed. Sometimes the group dynamic is great, other times team members can skim through a collaborative process. Others have college-age children who are pursing cross-discipline degrees. Dual emphases coexist: people need to have necessary specific skills, and they need to have the general skills to collaborate with others. Accreditation requirements lag; they are focused only on specific skillsets. Look at the maker movement. You don’t need a deep understanding of everything you make, and because you’re not “expert” you bring a new perspective to the problem. We’re trying to create Renaissance people everywhere. Perhaps a new major is required, “Team Building” that combines psychology and business.

“Your personal experience becomes the lens for everything.” (Andrew Bradley).

images-2“Yes, but collaboration cannot usurp the need for focused knowledge. The best collaboration is people with deep knowledge, each approaching the problem from their perspective.” (Ellen Belknap).

The discussion of collaboration honed in on the college experience. Getting into college has become every young person’s first marketing endeavor. It’s difficult enough for kids with families and support; it’s too difficult for those who don’t have that. Not everyone needs the training that college delivers, but the experience of personal and social growth that college delivers would be useful to everyone. How do we deliver the college experience to all, regardless of the actual work they will do in live? Especially in an era when so many people have reduced expectations. The growth of community colleges is one step.

images-6Our school system prompts every kid to go to college, even though the process of actually going to college is so difficult. Perhaps the evolution of the ‘maker space’ can change the face of Vo/Tech so that is an acceptable track for more high school students.

Graham had several friends in high school that went on the mechanics track, worked in auto repair, and later became mechanical engineers. They brought a completely different perspective to the work.

images-5We are torn between an educational system that provides growth experiences and one that produces the work force we need. All labor is becoming more knowledge-based. Even Asia will lose its manufacturing edge once robots become cheaper than off-shore labor. We have to create a system that allows us to design / build / use in one environment. Look at fashion. It takes a year for couture to conceive and produce a custom garment. Yet fashion trends change every six weeks. The Gap was innovative in getting the process down to three mouths. Then Zahara sliced that down to 14 days – concept to store. It’s a creative model, but still dependent on cheap labor. Automation can address that downside. We want to make the connection between the user and the maker to be as short as possible. That’s what the local movement is all about. It is still fledgling, but it’s a good direction.

images-3The demand for everything is faster. Things sped up when we went from mail to fax, now with email the expectations of response are even faster. “We have all become commodities.” (Justin Grove), “Our profession is heading into tough straits. People think what we do is a technical task that can be reduced to production.” (Ellen Belknap). As technology evolves, we will have to move away form tracking our hours to tracking our deliverables. That is beginning to happen already, and it will change the way we do business.

imgres-2Look at Kaplan & Thompson. They are a full service design firm, but what’s really taking off is their Bright Built Barn. It’s net zero and modular. At $225 per square foot it puts net zero construction a more affordable range. It can be assembled in days rather than months, but it changes the role of the architect.

 

In many ways, it is a more appropriate role for architects. We are trained to design the landmarks but actually have very little influence in most construction. There are architectural parallels to fashion. We have starchitects who are the couturiers, then custom designs, which are like high designers, then the knockoffs, which wind up being most of construction. At imagesthis time, the most innovative design is happening in the most dynamic places on earth, the Middle East and Asia. Design in the United States is staid by comparison, which reflects our more mature society. We are no longer cutting edge.

What is the appropriate way to accommodate and embrace change? “The computer was supposed to save us time and lead to the 20 or 30 hour work week. Instead, we amped up productivity. At what point will we reap that change? Will we get to the point that we produce less? Can we make what we need rather than what we can? At some point there will be a crash, where production capacity eclipses demand.” (Andrew Bradley)

 

 

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Trip Log – Day 12 –Slingerlands, NY to Cobleskill, NY

Screen Shot 2015-05-17 at 8.12.29 PMMiles Today: 37

Miles to Date: 731

May 17, 2015 – Sunny, 80 degrees

 

 

A cycling fact: fifty miles before noon is easier than thirty miles after noon. I got off to a late start, on purpose, because I went to church with Dave Gibson and his family. It was a worthwhile experience, but put my on the road after noon. I planned a short day, but was lethargic all afternoon. Perhaps it was the eighty-degree weather and the saturated sun. Perhaps it was the fragrant abundance of lilacs. Perhaps it was the cotton candy clouds. Perhaps it was the long swales of blacktop that lulled me into reverie. Perhaps it was the cultural rhythm of Sunday as a day of rest. All of that combined to wedge the song “Lazy Afternoon” in my head.

IMG_1875Though I lacked energy, I also had ample excuses to stop. The entire world was out on this gorgeous day. Fellow cyclists passed me, which didn’t bother me since I’m about distance over speed. I stopped along the road to talk with people out walking. Bob and Pat from Altamont explained the virtues of tacking Alaska on to my trip. Myrna stopped working her hay farm to chat. Judy Lawyer hailed me from her seat in the shade of her open garage door and offered me cold water. She and her husband Bill have lived in the same house along New York Route 7 since they were married, on property her parents gave them next to the house where Judy grew up. Now, with three grown sons of their own, they spend a good amount of time watching the road and reporting tales of travellers. One couple’s RV broke down in front of their house; they stayed in Judy’s yard for two week while it was repaired. I gave them a card, but Judy and Bill aren’t Internet people. I imagine the next vagabond that comes their way will hear about the cyclist with the question mark on his chest.

IMG_1871I stopped at Stewart’s for lunch. Not because it’s good, but because I have an unreasonable devotion to the Albany-area convenience chain. There was nothing remarkable about my roast beef sub, Stewart’s cola, or dish of salted mochachinno ice cream, except that I loved observing the disorder of Stewart’s home-made signs, paper cups of condiments, and zig-zaggy counters. Every aspect of the place screams out for orderly, but therein lays the charm.

IMG_1878Somehow, I got a room at a too-good hotel, which means no door directly to the outside. It’s awkward to roll a bicycle through a hotel corridor. Also, there is no desk. Why do all basic hotel rooms have desks, while the next level up have upholstered chairs and too high tables?

While I’m ruminating on minutiae, here’s a chilling reality. When we get directions from A to B on Google, it gives us the predicted travel time. Pretty easy in a car, where almost everyone drives the speed limit when they can. They do the same thing for bicycle routes. Bicyclists ride at a much wider range of speeds, yet the ride times that Google gives me a spot on to my usual speed. Are Google’s ride timScreen Shot 2015-05-17 at 9.17.20 PMes customized to my own riding habits? Does my computer somehow know how fast (or slow) I cycle? This is where I stop humming “Lazy Afternoon” and start to whistle “The Twilight Zone”.

 

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Trip Log – Day 11 – Manchester, VT to Slingerlands, NY

Screen Shot 2015-05-17 at 8.11.38 PMMiles Today: 72

Miles to Date: 694

May 17, 2015 – Cloudy, 60 degrees

 

IMG_1856Nature is breaking me into her fury in a most gentle way. After encountering no rain for ten days, this morning’s forecast called for a few hours of showers. Reality turned out to be a gentle mist and steamy fog rising off of Mount Equinox as I pedaled south from Manchester.

Rolling through Arlington brought forth memories of many good times there with my housemate Paul, who had a house there for years. I rode past his old house, the park where we walked his dog, Silas, and the covered bridge over the Battenkill where we taught Silas how to swim. Since he got used to the water, that dog dives into any pool or puddle he can find.

IMG_1860The metaphor of the Empire State in decline was too obvious to ignore as I passed the state line and the solid road, pristine gentlemen farms, and well proportioned white houses of Vermont yielded to cracked blacktop and farms past luster. Still, New York’s countryside is beautiful and the expanses of planted fields already further along than those I saw north and east only a few days ago.

I plan to be in New York State about a week, cutting a swath through the center of the state. I traversed the Erie Canal, Mohawk Valley, and Western New York on my last bike trip, and will spend time in the Big Apple on my return. There is a lot to see in New York.

IMG_1863I stopped for breakfast at the Country Gal’s Cafe in Cambridge. There’s nothing like it in Cambridge, MA for sure. That gave me plenty of energy to push through to Saint Joseph’s Provincial House in Latham for lunch, where I met with my aunt, a 93-year-old nun, and her fellow sisters to talk about tomorrow.

 

IMG_1864I also realized that I was passing out of Red Sox Nation and entering Yankee territory, though the Country Gal’s Cafe hedged their bets.

IMG_1861Am I the only one who thinks this is funny?

 

 

 

I took an easy ride to the other side of Albany to stay with my friend Dave Gibson, his wife Chris, and the three children they still have at home. They have ten children in total and several grandchildren to boot. We made flatbread pizzas on the grille and ate on the deck overlooking their wooded yard. As old friends do, we talked until nearly midnight – very late for this cyclist, but a great time to catch up.

 

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Trip Log – Day 10 – Norwich, VT to Manchester, VT

Screen Shot 2015-05-15 at 6.31.15 PMMiles Today: 82

Miles to Date: 622

May 15, 2015 – Sunny, 60 degrees

 

I had a big task today: 82 miles plus over 4,000 feet in elevation change. So, I abandoned my custom of a long afternoon break and took short but frequent stops instead. I got a bag of GORP, which I ate every ten miles or so. That, along with a breakfast bagel sandwich, sausage and pepper sub, 2 diet cokes, a quart of Powerade and a big cookie, were all consumed by the time I got to my destination shortly after 4 p.m. This proved a better strategy for long distance days than arriving after five or six.

IMG_1841-1The first third of my route was a beautiful ride along US Route 5 through the Connecticut River Valley. I passed large farms, rocky waterfalls, and travelled through many lovely towns. Windsor is particularly charming, and was the place where Vermont’s Constitution was signed. I never knew that Vermont was an independent country from 1777 until it joined the union as the fourteenth state in 1791.

IMG_1850Then came a series of rises through Springfield, Chester and Londonderry. The greens were amazing, the yard sculptures odd, and the forest so dense the wind was never a factor.

The last section took me over Bromley Mountain and back down into Manchester. The climb was fine though long. The decent – over three miles of 8% grade – was all the thrill ride I ever need.

My housemate Paul is from this part of Vermont, so I know it well. I stopped at his usual grocery, got take-out for dinner, and was happy to be in my motel room on the far side of town for a relaxing evening.

 

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Trip Log – Day 9 – Dorchester, NH to Norwich, VT

Screen Shot 2015-05-14 at 6.14.41 PMMiles Today: 37

Miles to Date: 540

May 14, 2015 – Sunny, 70 degrees (eventually)

 

IMG_1828Like most optimists, I look at the high temperature forecast for the day and figure, oh, that’s good. I need to start looking at the morning temperature as well. It was beautiful today – sunny skies and crisp, but it was only 29 degrees when I went speeding away from D Acres at 6:30 a.m. By the time that I realized my hands were freezing, despite Goretex gloves, I was almost halfway to breakfast and decided against stopping to fish out the hand warmers in the deepest pouch of my ‘wet’ pannier. By the time I pulled up at the diner in Canaan, my fingers were numb. Lesson learned – check the morning temp and keep my hand warmers near the top of my stuff.

IMG_1834The next twenty miles through Enfield and Lebanon were much more pleasant. I arrived at Dartmouth-Hitchcock Medical Center by 10:30 a.m. to meet with folks from facilities and their arts program. After a great lunch that included fresh local fiddleheads and wheat berries on my salad, I spent most of the afternoon catching up on writing at a window with a great view of the inpatient pavilion I designed over twenty-five years ago. The pod form is dated, but the building still looks great.

 

 

IMG_1835Late afternoon I pedaled through Hanover, where the undergraduates were enjoying the day on the lawns, and crossed the bridge into Vermont.

 

 

 

IMG_1838I stopped at the Appalachian Trail maker to acknowledge that five years ago my son Andy walked across this bridge in the opposite direction on his way from Georgia to Maine. Now I am traveling west on two wheels. That trip shaped much of Andy’s life, and inspired me to be ore adventurous myself. I owe many thanks to Andy.

I spent the night at the home of Marianne and Dave Barthel, and their daughters Fiona and Ophelia. We enjoyed wonderful turkey burritos from Paul Prudhomme’s Fork in the Road Cookbook – low fat versions of his dishes that taste anything but.

 

 

 

 

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Profile Response – Sarah Cushman, Rob Levin, and Cedar

HWWLT Logo on yellowSarah Cushman, Rob Levin and their 8-year-old daughter Cedar live on Munjoy Hill in Portland ME. Sarah is an alternative transportation consultant for non-profit organizations, Rob is a land conservation attorney and Cedar is a budding artist, with a gallery of work for sale throughout their home. I met Sarah and Rob through www.warmshowers.org, a website that links ling distance cyclists with overnight hosts. A few years ago they took a four-month bicycle loop through Canada. I am sworn to secrecy about when and where their next cycling trip will be, but I can attest that it will be huge. Sarah and Rob were my first warmshowers hosts, and they set a high bar with their gracious hospitality.

How will we live tomorrow?

Cedar’s response is quick: “Tomorrow is going to be an awful Friday because we have gym. After that, I will live in this same house as long as my guinea pigs are alive.”

imgres-1 As a Quaker, Sarah felt adrift after the 2001 terror attacks. “The response to 2001 was so extreme.” When Sarah and Bob married, in 2002, they chose to mark this new phase of life in several ways. They moved from their previous home, Baltimore, to Maine, and Rob opened his own practice. To commemorate these changes, they walked from Baltimore to Maine, a two-month journey that included parts of the Appalachian Trail and stretches of local roads. “Walking helped me love my country, the individuals are so wonderful.”

They settled into a five-room condominium in old house on Portland’s east side. The small, affordable home helps shape a basic lifestyle. “We have voluntary simplicity living in this condo. There is a good group of Quakers in Portland. We have 100 chairs in our meeting, and most Sundays 75 are filled. That is nothing compared to other faiths, but we have a strong community.”

imgresRob recently went on the Pipeline Pilgrimage in MA from the Berkshires to Dracut to protest the proposed Kinder-Morgan methane pipeline. He described it as a retreat in motion. “My struggle is that I am generally optimistic. As Martin Luther King Jr. said, ‘The arc of the moral universe is long, but it bends towards justice.’

“Then there is the other side. I am very concerned about climate change, and it’s hard to be an optimist about climate change. I listen, I read, and sometimes I’m scared. How do we not be overwhelmed to paralysis? I’ve been reading The Climate Casino by William Norhaus. That leaves me less scared about the next fifty years, but more worried longer term. I relate climate change to human generations. I can’t look Cedar in the eyes in 40 years and tell her it was too hard for me to do anything. It’s easier to put this in the context of my own family.

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“I’m a political person. I’ve gone door-to-door for Presidential campaigns and gay marriage. I want to work in the system. But I can’t see how the system will address climate change.

imgres-2“I am trying to rein in the two largest carbon footprints in my life. First, I have stopped eating beef. Second, I am trying to stop flying. I don’t want to judge others, I just want to do what I think is right. I am giving a presentation at a Land Conservation conference in Sacramento in a few months. I don’t want to fly there, and it would take a lot of time got there by bus. So, I asked the organizers, whom I know, if I could give my presentation via videoconference and they agreed. If we want to live on a planet that does not want to burn out, we have to stop crisscrossing the planet.

“Personal behavior has to change if we are going to change our climate. I believe in Emmanuel Kant’s categorical imperative. Act as you want the rest of the world to act.”

 

 

 

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Trip Log – Day 8 – Conway, NH to Dorchester, NH

Screen Shot 2015-05-14 at 2.35.18 PMMiles Today: 69

Miles to Date: 503

May 13, 2015 – Partly cloudy, 65 degrees

 

IMG_1813Nature’s first green is gold

Her hardest hue to hold.

Alas, Robert Frost’s words proved true overnight. The budding trees that stood along the side of the road in Maine are flush with leaves; still small, yet soft green and distinctly shaped. Spring is on the move, the earth pulses with energy.

I started the day as a fly on the wall in a local convenience store, devouring an egg and bacon sandwich and coffee cake muffin while locals filtered in, bought their coffee and cigarettes and shot the breeze with the two proprietors, who knew everyone by name and their order preferences without asking. One guy bought three packs and said he was heading for New York. “Be careful not to sell any singles there. They shoot people there for that.” Like all good jokes, the reference to Eric Garner got s laugh, even as it stung. A few miles down the road I passed a Dunkin’ Donuts with a line of cars in the drive-through. The price of getting our coffee without getting out of our vehicle is human distance.

IMG_1807A morning mist turned into passing clouds and then sun, Brilliant rays streamed through the forest as I headed west on a series of lightly travelled roads. Outside Ossipee I stopped by a covered bridge under construction and got a lesson in timber frame restoration. Sandwich is a picturesque village where every building is classic white. The lakes were pristine; a few fishermen braved the cold water.

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After lunch at a sandwich shop along Squam Lake, I headed north, through the cool college town of Plymouth. I had reservations to stay at D Acres, an organic demonstration farm and hostel in Dorchester, the next town over. Turning west on the Tenney Mountain Highway the entire scale of my day went skew. Suddenly, I was on a busy road with wide shoulders and the usual assortment of big box stores. Since there were no major towns behind me, and none ahead, I was baffled where all these people and cars came from. But we are bees to honey when it comes to shopping, and for a few miles I was on a shopping strip as busy as any despite being in rural New Hampshire.

IMG_1824Eventually the stores ended, but the road kept on, and on, and on. My GPS directions were off and the headwind was not my friend. After much longer than I anticipated, I took Route 118 south and climbed to D Acres, a fascinating hybrid of counter-culture agriculture and funky retreat. The main house is full of gorgeously detailed rooms and fine crafted furnishings. The double-headed shower room with integral seat and glass blocks is opulent as any spa. Balance that with the composting toilets and hand painted agricultural and political slogans on the walls. Joshua Trought, the titular owner and main farmer, wrote a book about the place, The Community-Scale Permaculture Farm.

D Acres can accommodate up to 10IMG_18270 guests, but was pretty empty this early in spring. A dozen or so staff and visitors shared dinner, an incredible buffet of beef ragout, diced potatoes, parsnips, greens with tahini, and rice with mushrooms and nettles. All I could eat for $12.

Its turkey-hunting season in New Hampshire, and wild turkeys are as rampant around D Acres as they have become in Cambridge. Josh and his crew shot four in and around the property today. After dinner they defeathered, scalded, and gutted the birds prior to freezing. Anything that a half dozen people do together can turn into fun, and I got a very hands-on look at life on a community farm, though I did not stick my mitts in the mix.

 

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Featured Response – Jay Philomena

HWWLT Logo on yellowJay Philomena is a retired designer from Boston, MA. In his sixties, Jay realized that he always wanted to be a singer. He took voice lessons, joined the Boston Gay Men’s Chorus, and now performs throughout New England. This summer he will join the chorus on their international tour to the Middle East – the first gay chorus to tour that region of the world.

 

How will we live tomorrow?

imgres-1This question prompts me to consider how we as a society think about age.

Many celebrities have dedicated significant time, their celebrity, and parts of their fortune to helping the disadvantaged here and aboard. Few, however, have endeavored to change the way we think about ourselves and reevaluate values of a society that has evolved from being ethic’s based to personality based, from a respect for age and its knowledge, to a worship of youth and its promise.

Recently, I saw Lady Gaga & Tony Bennett perform in concert. I went with my sister, who had just lost her husband. We joked about the diversity of the audience.  Yet, watching those two talented individuals perform together gave me hope how generations can view and respond to each other.

Lady Gaga and Tony Bennett are doing something that can change the way we think about youth and age. She is a “pop” icon in her late 20’s; he is 89-year-old icon from another generation – actually four removed.

Two or three years ago, most 25 year olds did not know who Tony Bennett is; now they do!   Most people over 60 did not know who Lady Gaga is, or if they did, didn’t care. Today, Tony and Lady are a performing phenomena!   Young and old alike know them both, and watching them together overcomes the stigma of age.

imagesLady Gaga’s action by performing with Tony Bennett, and he with her, may help change how we think about aging, and in so doing, how we live tomorrow.  Perhaps our age-based and youth-worshipping society will think differently about the value of age / maturity and proficiency.

Watching the two of them, the way they respect each other, the playfulness, and obvious love they share for each other, the music and the act of performing together, is amazing. Lady Gaga has broken a new frontier as a “pop” star by partnering with a man old enough to be her great-grandfather.

So much so, that I may consider dating an 89 year old, or at least playing around with one. 🙂

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Featured Response – Cleo Gorman

HWWLT Logo on yellowI had the good fortune to work with Cleo Gorman for several years through the Birmingham, AL office of TRO JB. She is a joy in every respect, and that spirit shines through in this thoughtful response to the question:

How Will We Live Tomorrow?

 

imgresIn my humble opinion, our tomorrow will be determined, in large part, by how well we teach our children to embrace other races, cultures, and even each other in our own backyards.

 

Cocina IVIn our recent experience, my daughter, Ellie, had worked hard to make the volleyball team for the next school year. For months, Ellie labored, perfecting her overhand serve and spike. She played in a couple of recreation leagues, took clinics, and had a couple of private lessons. She has diverse interests, but volleyball has been her favorite and most competitive sport.

On the first day of a three-day “look” by the coaches, she was ready. We were early and she felt good about her chances. After the workout, she came bounding out to the car, nervous, but excited. We were to check the school’s website for the list at 6 p.m. If a girl’s name was not there, she didn’t make the first cut and was not invited back for Day 2.

2013 volleyb w EKYou guessed it: Ellie didn’t make the team. This was the first real disappointment my sweet, hard-working, optimistic daughter had ever experienced. And, with my second and third pouring over the list, on which her name was not listed, my own heart sank. That night, we cried a little and talked more. Ellie confided that she would hate her friends’ questions at school the next day and having to reveal her failure to make the team. She would hate not playing on the team next year but even more, would be embarrassed and would have a hard time concentrating on her school work for the long school day. All seemed bleak.

But my story is not as much about this experience and what Ellie has done with it, as much as the story beyond the story. What happened next was refreshing and inspiring. After that dreaded day at school, we went on our evening walk with the dog. She reported that several friends had sympathized with her and she did feel a little better. She was still stung by the coaches’ rejection, having known that she had done her best, but knew she’d need to get over it.

We stopped to open the mailbox, and what we found there was not just the mail, and not just one treat from a friend for Ellie, but three! Friends from different walks of their activities together had thought to console her in a tangible way through her 12-year-old heartbrokenness and disappointment. These were friends who had, days earlier, just made cheerleading or the dance squad for the 7th grade year, girls who could otherwise have been celebrating their own successes rather than attending to one of their own who’d not tasted their same success.

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This experience revealed more to me about the future than all the stock market reports and political stories regarding our future! Real caring is being taught and is being demonstrated by the next generation. That’s something about which to feel really good and something about which to look forward to for tomorrow!

It doesn’t make up for the school team camaraderie and gamesmanship Ellie will miss next season, but it does something else: it shows her that she’s part of a caring community and she is valued there.

Ellie and I will pay it forward at every chance, from now on!

 

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