Monday, June 29, 2015

Vietnam Remembered

We spent Father's Day not far from our hometown.  I have been telling Ken about the Craft Fair and Car Show at the historic home of the first owners of the area, where our hometown now stands.  I've been going  there for years with my kids.  Ken was really interested in checking it out.  

But first we HAD to stop by Boonville.  I had seen on the Lewis County Facebook page where the Traveling Vietnam War memorial was coming to town.  This was an opportunity that none of us wanted to miss. 

When my friend posted this video on the Facebook group I was awestruck. The original request was for "some" bikes to escort The Wall from Lowville's VFW  (Veterans of Foreign Wars) to Boonville's VFW, 27 miles south.  The amazing turnout of 253 motorcycles had to be relocated to the hospital parking lot next door to the VFW in Lowville. Various photos posted look like they completely emptied the hospital parking lot of cars, to accommodate the bikes.  Lowville's fire department had raised their ladders, and draped flags from them, so that the procession passed underneath them as they came through town.  I have to admit that I became choked up when I saw the trailer containing The Wall pass through.  I had the same feeling that I get when I see a hearse.  Sadness.

This is a video of the 253 motorcycles that escorted the Vietnam War Living Wall Memorial through Lowville, New York.
It was posted by Eric Townsend on Wednesday, June 17, 2015

When we arrived at the VFW in Boonville, we were greeted by members of the local VFW who had served in Vietnam.  These men were directing the traffic into the parking area at the end of the dead-end street, where the memorial was set up.  Walking up to the memorial changed all of our moods into silent reverence.  I would ask Amanda to take certain shots, but otherwise we rarely spoke.  

Despite this being a miniature version, the number of names on this wall was heart-wrenching. I don't know anyone personally who died in this war, but I knew of a local dentist's son, who lost his life there. 

Such emotions.  This memorial was placed by a man who lost his brother. The photo of the two men was the last taken of his brother before his death. 

Beautiful words...

These statistics are staggering. 

After this solemn stop, we headed off to Constable Hall. I'll be posting that in my next blog in a couple of days.

I will end this blog with photos of the timeline of the Vietnam War. You may need to download them to read them properly, but I wanted to share the information with you all.

Monday, June 8, 2015

Happy Trails to You

I had intentionally kept away from my blog after we moved because the ex that was left near our former home just won't stop trying to make my life as miserable as his own.  When I realized that he had been given my new address by one of my siblings, I decided to get back into blogging.  I am not going to try to hide from evil.  Life is too short to let him feel like he won.  By letting him see that he can't break us, maybe, just maybe, he will move on to another victim.

There has been so much that has happened with my family, and so many exciting adventures that we have been on. I have many blogs in draft to share with you.  All I need is to edit some of the older photos, since they were taken with cell phones. I wasn't sure where to begin and decided to bounce around time-wise as I go through photos and share posts.  I hope I don't make you dizzy.

First stop: John Boyd Thacher State Park. Or simply Thacher Park, to the locals.  Our family adopted a couple of trails along the escarpment here. We go up there, clean the trails and trim the branches. The drop-off from the trails to the valley below is about 800 feet, on the average. Saturday we decided to hike Paint Mine Trail, one of the trails along the hill. We did leave the trail and went up several connecting trails before doubling back to the car.

If you are ever in the Capital District you have to stop by this park for a hike, and maybe even a picnic.

The first thing India did was to share a frog with me.

Amanda took this photo of Ken and me heading to the trail. 
(Yes, that is proper English.)

Waterfalls Galore!

But really, can you ever get enough?

Off in the distance.

I love the sound.

Does anyone else see a chicken wing?

I thought this was so creepy looking.

A Fairy home is hiding in this tree.

Such a cool mushroom.

What a beautiful fence.

Trail in the woods. 'nough said.

A lonely bench.

Can you see him?
It's a cute little snake.

The trunk to this tree is hollow.
Yet the tree still thrived.

A penny for your thoughts.

My favourite insect, the dragon fly.

The overcast sky went away and revealed this beautiful shade of blue. 
Love the contrast with the trees.

Ken got to experience riding on a swing for the first time in his entire life.

Release your inner child.

"You shall not pass!"

Looking toward The Helderberg Escarpment 
and Massachusetts in the background.

This is hard to see,
But three hawks were circling.

I found the over-spray amusing.
After all, I am easily amused.

Isn't he lovely?
Reeses was fascinated by the other dogs.

It turned into such a beautiful day.