Monday, January 30, 2017

The Resistance Will be Blogged

I've had rather a long hiatus from blogging.  Not for want of things happening; I just haven't had the time or inclination to write here for a while.  My plan now is to try to write about the things we're doing to resist, to hopefully make the world a better place or at least stop it from becoming a much, much worse one.

Since November, we've been struggling to figure out how to deal with the political realities of the new US government.  We have talked with a lot of people.  We have wrung our hands and lost a lot of sleep.  We have tried to stay informed and read up as much as we can on what is happening.  We've made donations to groups that matter to causes that are important to us (and to others), including Planned Parenthood, Doctors without Borders, The Southern Poverty Law Center, and the White Helmets (for Syrian refugees).

In November, we participated in a Solidarity rally here in Lowell.  I even spoke at it.  I am including below, the remarks I made there.


My mother is an immigrant, my father was a veteran who used a wheelchair, and I am the mother of a daughter. It is hard to know what to tell children about what has happened in this campaign and election.  Many young girls and boys watched as one candidate made fun of people with disabilities, and spoke in ways that were demeaning, hurtful, and hateful of whole communities of people.  As I heard these things with my now nine year old daughter, I was horrified, and often at a loss for how to talk about those things.  How can I tell my daughter that her body is her own when the president elect brags about assaulting women?  How can I talk to her about her concerns about our friends, neighbors, and families who face harassment, intimidation, and violence because of their religious beliefs, their family structure, the color of their skin, or their nation of origin, their gender identity, or their sexual orientation?

In recent years, in the aftermath of natural disasters, tragedies, and attacks, many people have turned to a popular story told by Fred Rogers, where he said that when scary things happen on the news, one thing we can say to our children is “look for the helpers.”  Seeing brave people – like nurses and rescue workers – running to help and save people – can help children to process things, to see that there are good people in the world, and to focus on our strengths.

In the aftermath of this election, I find that I am telling my daughter to look for the helpers – like protestors, like our government officials and community leaders who HAVE stood up and taken a stand against racism, islamophobia, xenophobia, and hate.  But more than that, I know that I have told my daughter that I will stand up too – that I won’t just watch when someone is in danger.  I will stand up and be a helper, and that she, too, can be a helper – an active participant, not just a bystander.  Every day, we can look out for our neighbors, our friends, our classmates, our colleagues, and we can speak out and speak up --- even when it might feel uncomfortable – about language that is meant to hurt others, to demean others, and about legislation that constricts the rights of people in our community.  We must all do more than just look for the helpers, look for the fighters.  We need to be the helpers and the fighters.

I'm going to try to keep updates here about what we're doing.  Letters/e-mails/calls to senators/representatives/etc., rallies, actions, and other such things.  We need to make this part of our daily lives, and I am hoping that this will help us as a family to do that.

I hope you'll stand up, too.  

Monday, October 10, 2016

James A. Garfield

Lucy is entering in a contest put on by Scholastic called "Picture a President."  She had to choose a president and draw his portrait.  She chose, of course, her distant relative, James A. Garfield:

This has been your brief educational moment, provided by Lucy.

Saturday, July 23, 2016

Grief in July




This is a photo of my Uncle Paul and my Dad, Bill in October 1970.

Twelve years ago this past Monday (July 18th, 2004), my dad died as a result of ALS (Lou Gehrig's disease).  I wrote a little bit about that a few years ago.

Yesterday, July 22nd, 2016, my Uncle Paul died.  

We are having a rough week here.  

Beyond just being a great guy and Uncle, for the past twelve years, my Uncle Paul has stood in for my father, who I know would have done anything to be here for milestones.  He came to my PhD graduation, met us at the hospital when Lucy was born, and joined us for all sorts of celebrations. 

Here he is with Lucy when she came home first (I know she doesn't look too happy here, but I assure you, she came around to him):



 Here he is with his wonderful wife, my Aunt Kathy, at Lucy's Baptism:
 

He and Lucy had a lot of fun together (although in this picture, she is protesting):
But he loved getting down on the floor and playing with kids -- getting to their level, talking with them, and learning about them.  I was amazed by what he could do with kids.


He played catch with Lucy:




He loved children so much (he is wearing a sticker on his forehead that Lucy put there):




Here he is with Kathy and their daughter, Elizabeth, when she graduated from Westfield State:


He was very, very proud of her.  

The last photo above is a scanned one from an album; I will go through and try to get some more soon.  For now, I wanted to share the ones that I had digitally, to at least briefly start to remember and share some of the very joyful moments we all had together.

Kathy is still in North Carolina, and Elizabeth is in New Zealand.  We are thinking of them and sending our love.

We are so sorry.

We are so sad.


Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Tully Trip 2015

We've returned from our annual trip to Tully Lake, where we had a fabulous weekend of camping with Ian and Elizabeth.

Here's Lucy's take on it:

Here's the whole gang at the end of the weekend (we probably should have taken one at the start):


We've been doing this since 2012, when we looked like this: https://www.flickr.com/photos/jakeb/8016683159  or this: https://www.flickr.com/photos/jakeb/8016674708

And here's the whole gang in 2013: https://www.flickr.com/photos/jakeb/10010118613

And here's the 2014 version: https://www.flickr.com/photos/jakeb/15397401305

We've refined ourselves a bit over the years, improving our gear and our food. This year, cast iron skillet yielded delicious bacon as well as dough deep-fried in that very bacon's grease.  It was amazingly delicious.

Sadly, due to an algae bloom, we were not allowed to go swimming or wading, which also meant that we couldn't bring Alice (because there's no way to keep that dog out of the water).  So Alice had a lovely time at Camp Furvana (Paula's house) and we spent our time on long hikes and just hanging out.  We went on a beaver hunt (in the canoe) but sadly did not see any beavers.  But we did talk a lot with a ranger, who is a wildlife rehabilitation specialist.  She is raising a baby beaver who got separated from her mother.  In related news, Lucy now wants to grow up to be a wildlife rehabilitation specialist (previous plan was zookeeper).

Can't wait til next year.

 



Tuesday, September 29, 2015

The times, they are a'changin'

We have several important updates for our readers:

1) Lucy is now in Second Grade! 

This is shocking.  Here's what she thinks:


2) Lucy is taking piano lessons!  

Also, we now have a piano!

Here's a visual demonstration of both of those things:





And here is Lucy's illustration of the new situation:


3) Lucy is playing soccer for the Dracut Flash!  

Here she is in her uniform:

This is our first foray into the world of competitive sports.  So far, so good.  We started this past Sunday, and it looks like we're going back for week 2.  Go Flash!

Here's Lucy's story about it from school:
She really likes it.  Even the oranges.
4) The above are all awesome things.  But we also have a Very Bad Thing we have to report.  Our very favorite Beacon Street family has moved.   To Maine.  Which is Far.  Not That Far, but still, not here.  We are very excited for Matt and Mary and Ruth and Woody to start their new adventure in Maine, but we are very sad that they are no longer our neighbors.  They will still retain honorary status as members of the Christian Hill Cocktail Society (CHCS).  We all go way back:
















We raise a glass to Matt and Mary and Ruth and Woody, and we will all visit soon!!!!

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

Second Grade

Summer is officially (unofficially?) over, as today my school and Lucy's school commenced the academic year.  Lucy is off to second grade. I find this shocking.  She had a great day and is happy with her teacher and classmates.  I asked her if all the kids talked about what they did last summer, and how they introduced themselves.  She said a there was a lot of talk about Canobie Lake (a theme park not far from here) and such summer things.  Here's where it went from there:

Me: Well, what did you tell them about yourself?

Lucy: I told them I have a dog, and her name is Alice and that my dog has a doppelganger named Remy.

Me: Oh.  Did the other kids know what a doppelganger is?

Lucy: No, so I explained that.

So I can only imagine what Lucy's teacher and classmates now think of her.

I couldn't be more proud.

Also, Alice DOES have a doppelganger named Remy and they are mortal enemies.  It's almost hilarious, if it weren't sometimes scary the way they seem to want to destroy each other.

Happy New School Year!  I hope to have updates soon.

Monday, June 22, 2015

Meet the newest member of the family!

This is Flame:


He's a Betta fish, like his predecessor, Norbert. 

Lucy received her Aquafarm for Christmas from Santa, but we only got around to putting the whole thing together recently.  Flame is a farmer:


He provides nutrients to some plants up above (at the moment, wheatgrass and radish sprouts) and they, in turn, clean the water for him.  Impressive work, little fish-farmer!

Lucy wrote a nice piece about him for school:

We are pleased to have Flame as a member of the 83 Durant Family!