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A trip to Connecticut

When the wife and I say we want to go home, the place we always refer to is, Connecticut. We especially loved Connecticut in the fall. We would go to football games in Storrs on a Saturday and watch Uconn back in it’s Yankee conference days. They’ve gone big time today playing D-1 athletics in a big stadium in East Hartford. They happen to be loosing a lot lately also.
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We loved watching the tree’s turn colors. Our old neighbor’s, the Anderson’s, had a giant Maple that would turn the most beautiful shades of oranges and reds.

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Not the same tree, but it could be a twin.

Neighbors would bond while splitting firewood to burn in our stoves through the coming fall and winter. The smell of smoke would permeate in the air from those stoves. Ghosts and goblins would run through the local cemetary dating back to the 1600’s. On All-Hallow’s-Eve, back in the day when the children were young, this was a place which holds memories for a lifetime. With the coming of darkness, thoughts ran wild for those sitting on the stones, while stories were told. At times even the adults were taken aback with the frightful image of a translucent ghost moving among the headstones in the rear of the cemetary. Yes Vi Cordner, you pulled a good one on us that year.

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Bamforth Rd. cemetary, Vernon, CT

I helped coach a midget football team back in the day, the late 70’s. We always had a travel game to Portland, CT. On the return home from the game we would stop at the old cider mill in the town of Glastonbury. We would walk among the trees. we could smell the apples on the ground, and the Buzzing of the Bees that never bit you in that time of the year. All those adventures are rekindled in my memory as I write this post. A few gallons of the finest Apple Cider would be purchased that day, along with a half basket of apples. Once back home, a tasty apple pie would not be far behind. Take a deep breath in from your nose, can you smell it baking in the oven? 

Glastonbury today has many farms and agricultural resources, just click on the site below to view them.

Connecticut is also home for the last steam powered cider mill in the U.S.

From their web site, I cut and paste to you, Clyde’s Cider Mill:


Clyde’s Cider Mill is located in the small village of Old Mystic, CT. B.F. Clyde’s started making Hard Cider in 1881.

The apples for our Hard Ciders and Apple Wines come from local orchards and are pressed into juice here at our Mill. The juice is then pumped directly into oak casks in the Mill’s cellar, where it is fermented and ages for up to 3 years. Our Ciders and Apple Wines are still, in keeping with the tradition of cider makers of long ago.

Tradition is very important to us here at Clyde’s. In 1898, Frank and Abby Clyde built the Victorian style building and purchased the machinery still in use today.

We are the last steam powered cider mill in the U.S. today. In 1994, Clyde’s was designated a National Historic Landmark.

We are open from September thru late December. With our cider press operating in the Fall.


A visit to Clyde’s Cider Mill is like stepping back in time. Come see the only steam powered cider mill in the U.S..

We start our season in September with our hard ciders and apple wines, jams, jellies, local honey, maple syrup, fudge, and what many people call “The best sweet cider on Earth”! Also available in the Fall are apples, apple pies, pumpkin bread, gourds, Indian corn, pumpkins, candy apples, kettle corn and apple cider donuts.

So take a break from the ordinary and come visit a National Historic Landmark and see the 6th generation of Clyde family making cider just like B.F. Clyde did in 1881.

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Don’t forget to check on the elderly.

Must be the Russians

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It’s been a crappy past ten days, spotty internet reception is the reason why. This all began about a week ago. I’m thinking it was due to a pretty good summer thunder-storm with lots of lightning last week. Our IT comes off a tower 5-6 miles away in the town of Princess Anne. What will be this Saturday’s task will be to use my computer’s word processor to get the basics for a blog done and then head off to our eldest daughter’s house for dinner and use her real world internet to get this posted.

On Thursday of last week our grandson Kevin, a recent graduate from high school and two buddies, Rob and Justin came through from CT. They got to spend the night in the newly decorated Annex/Guest House. On their way the boys took a side trip into NYC and found themselves in China Town. Their arrival here was at 10:00 PM and Mother Hen/Granny quickly got them tucked away.

Kevin asked what time we arise in the AM. When I said around five – five thirty, he quickly said how about seven for breakfast, fine we said. Shortly after eight the next morning the boys emerged from their quarters, Granny was ready. A Frittata of major proportions accompanied by bowls of fresh fruit, Strawberries and Blue Berries and toast were awaiting them. This venture kind of took Granny back to our Bed & breakfast days feeding travelers as they came through Maryland’s Eastern Shore. The Frittata by the way consisted of eggs, potatoes, ham, cheese and tomatoes. I got to eat with the boys, a real treat since I’m not usually spoiled in this way.

We had some nice chit-chat time with the boys over breakfast, learning that Rob was heading to the University of Rhode Island and Justin the University of Connecticut. FYI, Kevin, has decided to put his acceptance to the University of Connecticut on hold for a year.

Not wanting to enter the rigors of life post college deep in debt, Kevin has enlisted in the CT National Guard. He will head off to Basic Training in Ft. Sill, Oklahoma, in September. After basic, Kevin will travel west to Arizona’s Ft. Huachuca for Intelligence School. There are some great monetary rewards for those who serve and Kevin has researched them all.

At approximately 9:30 AM the boys were off to Pickens, SC where they would visit Rob’s grandparents.


L to R – Rob, Kevin and Justin

So we’re moving up in time and it is now Monday, 7 August, 2017. Torrential rains are falling on the Eastern Shore of MD. This morning I took a trip to the offices of BlooSurf, my internet provider to check on the lack of viable service for the past ten days. I spoke with their operations guru and learned the problem had just been solved and service had been restored. His explanation, some rouge electrical interference. Must be the Russians I thought.

Tuesday, 8 August – Awoke, no internet. Has to be the Gremlins from the Kremlin.

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I was up @ 0400 with the mother hen as she was getting ready to go off to her 0530 gym class. God love the little women, such dedication. I do the gym also but do not leave the house until 0810.

I gave a call to my service provider and was told they were aware of the issue and were working on it. I’m guessing they had a long distance call into Moscow and the bare-chested guy. At approximately 1000 hrs a viable signal returned and I was able to get some banking done. Just as I was preparing to send out this blog, SNIP, the signal was gone again.

Just a fishing expedition, you’ll have your internet back in a few days.

So here I am at the eldest daughter’s home 3.5 miles away to attempt to once again finalize this blog.



Just a picture or two to capture yesterdays weather is all I wanted to get out. We had 4.3 inches of rain and a Tornado just up the road in Salisbury. The excitement just never ends on the Eastern Shore. We even made the national news.

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It’s Sunday 3 April, 2016

For the past two weeks I’ve been trying to get something put together for the Blog. I’m not sure what’s going on exactly with the thought process, nothing seems to come together. Perhaps the drugs the Anesthesiologist used during my surgery scrambled things a bit.

I’ve mentioned our friend’s the O’Leary’s in posts gone by. Big news out of their household, their oldest daughter has become engaged. I got a text today that all the relatives will be coming over from Ireland and England for the event. No date as yet, but you can guarantee it will be a party. Our two daughters were married within four months of each other some years ago. Two great parties there let me tell you. Just have to get the date and the plans can start for the O’Leary party.

I spent part of the morning catching up with a few of my fellow bloggers I follow., critical,,,, and several others. It’s always good to catch up on my reading, especially with the hope that some creative juices might be stimulated.

My friend at recently purchased a new camera and went off about town trying it out. Several photo’s of his stood out. He’s the provider of the message board quotes at the tube in London from time to time.

The first that caught my eye was this picture taken at a Barber Shop. Must speak with a few of my Brit friends and get a feel how they view our political process.


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Thanks for the fodder for this posting my friend.

Anne Mehrling ,down in Ashville, NC posted that she made her #200 post. You have me by a few Anne. Between my former Blogspot site and this one on WordPress this will be post #196Congratulations Anne. Anne’s husband John and I have equal appreciation for radio news. New friendships obtained through the written word in the BlogWorld.

Our oldest daughter and her husband came by this morning to “check on the elderly.” That’s what she calls her texts, calls and drop bys. Seeing as how the wife was making home made bread to go along with the Ham & Split Pee soup, they will be back for dinner.

Our youngest daughter will be attending the Supplemental Nutrition Assistant Program (SNAP), also. I can smell the bread cooking and it’s inviting aroma wafting into the living room as I write.

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The finished product.

In less that two hours the Uconn woman basketball team will be taking on Oregon State out in Indianapolis in their quest for another national title, #11 if they do it. We are true Blue Uconn fans and shall be watching while having soup and bread.

Las night was Casino night at the Yacht Club, a yearly fund raising event for our Volunteer Fire Company took place. The wife and I usually run a Black Jack table for the event, this year we took the night off. I’m just not into a night of card dealing yet and midnight is not a time I’m awake the past few weeks. I’ll be back at the table next year though. It was my first missed event since they started some years ago.

My rehab from surgery is progressing nicely. I’m doing my exercises at home as directed and all is looking good. I just need to build up the energy level a bit. I have a follow-up with the surgeon this week and shall learn just how this new warranty will work. I’m pretty sure I got the extended warranty.

Finally I’d like to include another Blog I follow This post was about

The Shooting of a President: March 30, 1981

Years after this event I would find myself employed by Jim and Sarah Brady as a driver and Aide for a number of years. Mr. Brady was forever jovial and made all of our trips entertaining. These were proud moments in my past that I will always cherish.

I’ve deposited 2,000 plus words to this Blog, thanks to all my friends who contributed and stirred my senses. Have a great week one and all and thanks for stopping by.

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