First page of the calendar ripped off. We survived January, now comes the shortest, coldest (?) month of the year. I feel that spring must be on its way as I have been smelling skunk in my office the past few mornings. A couple of years ago we were in the middle of sapping. What will this month bring?
Still going through my mother’s old scrapbooks. Found a picture of the Mustangs, the band my brother, Franklyn, was in, along with Bob Lawrence, Floyd Barlow, Dave Cammer and Tracy Lynn Cornell. On the back was a bit of the Jewett column, written by Violet Osborn and the Maplecrest by Rev. Ray Edwards. We tend to forget that each village had their own reporter for the Windham Journal, and there was enough news to fill each column. People and groups used the paper to spread their news. There was no FaceBook to tell everyone in the world what you were doing, so you called your neighbor to report. Now I have to pull teeth to get anyone to tell me what is planned.
The Ashland Church will be holding an All You Can Eat Breakfast 7-11 a.m. March 21. Please come and support us. It will be held at the Ashland Town Hall/ Community Center. The food is always plentiful, and you are never disappointed in the amount you get. It is truly all you can eat.
A new rummage sale to look forward to. On Feb. 15, the Greek Church on Route 23 in Windham will start off the season.
On Feb. 21, St. Theresa’s Church presents Irish Night with Andy Cooney and His Band. It will be held at Seasons, Windham Mountain base lodge, 3rd floor. Dinner, dancing, cash bar, raffles, prizes and more. Tickets $50/person. Call 518-734-3352.
I did hear from people about my “cold” column: Janet Armstrong writes, ”Think this was a week for chores that are never seen. Closet cleanout was mine. Took every piece of clothing out of our closets, tried them on and made 3 piles, keep, donate or toss. Then everything in the keep and donate piles was washed, dried and put away. Must have 50 extra hangers now!”
I can remember having a feather bed mattress, what a blessing on frigid nights. Once in bed you kind of sunk into the mattress and it closed around you to keep you warm. Ed says he put the mattress over him to keep warm. He can remember it being so cold the pee pot under the bed froze and split the pot! Am so glad we don’t have to deal with these things now! But we all survived.
Ellouise Cole has been reading my column since she moved, and always has a comment. She wrote much this past week, some of which I’ll save for next week. I remember the snow blowing in around the windows and when you jumped out of bed you jumped right in it. The chimney went up through my bedroom so that took the chill off and just think we lived through it. I remember Jimmy Mendenhall. He lived in Lexington and it is still called Mendenhalls flats.
Ellouise also wrote about my “scrap book” project. She has been going through her mother’s, also. Thankfully, her nephew would like it to be passed down to him. We fear that kids today aren’t interested in things like that. Although with the interest in genealogy, things may be changing. It seems, according to TV, that more youngsters are becoming interested in where they come from.
Happy birthday wishes to Ariana Creech who turns 20.
The WAJ Drama Class is busy preparing for this year’s production, “HONK.” The dress rehearsal, Dinner Theater for Senior Citizens will be held on March 5. Opal will be taking reservations, again, which are necessary so the businesses know how much food to donate. If you’re not sure, sign up anyway. One year, reservations were low, and attendance was high. The cast had nothing to eat, after the diners were served. It is a free dinner, but baskets will be passed for donations which go directly to the Drama Club. In the past few years, the donations have been used for new sound systems, plus other necessary items.
Feb. 14 TGIF Chicken BBQ Lexington UMC 3-6:30 p.m. $12.
Feb. 15 Rummage Sale Greek Church of the Assumption Windham.
Feb. 16 VFW Breakfast Windham.
AS I REMEMBER IT
Another night of just a dusting of snow, always reminds me of when snow was measured in inches — 2-3 inches were not even considered a snow fall. We would get up, sweep off the steps and head down the hill for the school bus. No plows, no chains, no studded snow tires. Now we get an inch, and the plows are scraping and sanding.
This weekend the Wounded Warriors were at Windham. What a successful program. More than 100 were served dinner at the VFW, including families and caregivers. They learned to ski and snow board. Many were returning Veterans who enjoy the lessons and the feeling of being able to participate in sports again. Everyone had a great time.
Hunter Mountain held their annual Fire Fighters Race this past week with more than 400 participants. The slopes reported up to ten thousand for the weekend.
It brings to mind the ‘60s, when the ski slopes were just starting. Remember Windham Mountain? It was an A Frame for the lodge, rope tows instead of ski lifts, and the groomers were high school kids who stood in lines and packed down the snow by side stepping up the hills. The snow makers were not much more than hoses connected to a sprayer that made a mist. These were moved from place to place to cover the slopes. Now with state of the art snowblowers, the entire mountain can be covered overnight.
Hunter Mountain brings in tens of thousands for music festivals, ensuring business in the village. The scope of the festivals have been changing, but, so far, some of them are returning. 60 years of skiing in Windham. You’ve come a long way, baby.