Monument to Iceman

[schuss]

No need to worry, spending money on that would never make it through the legislature. I doubt you could ever ban climbing on any of the cliffs around there, too much history.

[Alaskan Rover]

VT has it's fair amount of kitsch.
Santa's Land is just down the road.
i think of NH as home to forty-eight 4000' peaks with a historic seacoast.
a lakes region that stands alone in it's awesomeness.
and a fertile and beautiful valley that is home to an Ivy league school with a medical facility that is easily the best in northern NE.

this state will never replace the old man, with a cheesy tourist trap on that scale.
i like VT, but i love NH.

There are three states that are my favorite of the eastcoast: Vermont, Maine and New Hampshire.

I wish Maine had the mountains of Vermont, but right along the coast....like a smaller version of Alaska. I wish New Hampshire had the notably rural, country feeling of Vermont. I wish Vermont had the ease of highway travel as New Hampshire....but then it wouldn't be Vermont. I really wish that Burlington was right on the coast....but there is always Camden....sort of a mini-Burlington, but just not as eternally cool.

I'm not sure if I like the idea of a glass-walled tourist thing up there to replace the Old Man either, Buttahflake. That would sorta be like replacing Old Faithful with some mechanical, neon-emblazoned steam-cannon.

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[schuss]

There are three states that are my favorite of the eastcoast: Vermont, Maine and New Hampshire.

I wish Maine had the mountains of Vermont, but right along the coast....like a smaller version of Alaska. I wish New Hampshire had the notably rural, country feeling of Vermont. I wish Vermont had the ease of highway travel as New Hampshire....but then it wouldn't be Vermont. I really wish that Burlington was right on the coast....but there is always Camden....sort of a mini-Burlington, but just not as eternally cool.

I'm not sure if I like the idea of a glass-walled tourist thing up there to replace the Old Man either, Buttahflake. That would sorta be like replacing Old Faithful with some mechanical, neon-emblazoned steam-cannon.

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Maine has Portland, which is like a version of Burlington that isn't totally full of itself and has better places to eat and drink.

[Alaskan Rover]

Maine has Portland, which is like a version of Burlington that isn't totally full of itself and has better places to eat and drink.

That's very true, Schuss. Portland has changed a ton over the past 20 years !!! Especially along the waterfront and one street up. I really like the re-vitalization that they've done there...while keeping the flavor and nuance of a working waterfront.

Another "up and coming" place in Maine is Belfast...on the upper Penobscot Bay. It's all brown-brick warehouses lining the waterfront...ones that are slowly being turned into artisan co-ops and shops, antiquarian bookstores and coffee-houses. (well, maybe ONE bookshop and ONE coffeehouse...but it's getting there.). And just east and south of there is some of the coolest countryside in Maine...especially around the little village of Appleton.

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[BigDaddy]

10th anniversary of the Old Man of the Mountain's tragic fall from grace: http://www.concordmonitor.com/home/6...n-the-mountain

We miss you, Old Man. We who grew up vacationing in the White Mountains, bouncing along the Kancamagus in the family station wagon, waiting to reach that spot where your face appeared. We who trusted that certain things in life were immutable. We who embraced your poignant symbolism.

Ten years have passed. Kids today don’t know who you are. Not really. Immortalized as you are on license plates and such, most have a vague concept. But they don’t jostle in the back seat for a better view of your face. Anyway, kids today would be too preoccupied, too world-wise to care, wouldn’t they?

The world has changed, Old Man. New Hampshire has changed. Children born after your demise are also post-9/11 kids. They’re digital kids. They know that nothing’s permanent, nothing’s guaranteed. Nothing’s, ahem, set in stone.

We called you the Great Stone Face, and you symbolized for many of us the rugged New Hampshire way of life. We called you the Old Man, and you brought to mind the virtues of tradition. And what of those virtues, those ways of living? Are they gone, too?

Out in our white-steepled communities, you can still find the prototypes: the flannel-wearing, pickup-driving, penny-pinching do-it-yourselfers. Did you think a decade of change would wipe them from the landscape? Hmmph. That’s about as likely as passing an income tax or giving up our first-in-the-nation primary.


But 10 years have wrought plenty of demographic, economic and social change. We’ve got gay marriage now. Women are in charge of our politics. Waves of immigrants and refugees are changing the complexion of our cities and their schools. The southern tier of our great state is increasingly urbanized, Massachusetts-ized.

There are those who wring their hands over some or all of these changes. At best they scoff at the Starbucks sippers and subdivision dwellers, shake their heads at the Massachusetts plates on the cars clogging the Kancamagus. At worst they scrawl their xenophobic sentiments on the sides of homes.

But if you were still here, Old Man, we don’t think you’d be wringing your hands (if you had hands, that is). You symbolized the real New Hampshire man (or woman), and what real New Hampshire men did best – do best – make things work. We know how to cobble together the old and the new and don’t much care if the siding matches the clapboard. If something breaks or doesn’t run right, we don’t sit around bemoaning the problem. We find the ingenuity to fix it.

Among the many changes of the past 10 years, here and elsewhere, is the birth of a new breed of do-it-yourselfer, a progressive, intellectual sort who may rub those old-school farmers the wrong way but can talk tractors with the best of them. This back-to-basics movement, in many ways, stitches together the disparate parts of our curiously patchwork state. We think that you, patched together as you were, would approve.

Yes, you were patched and cemented and buckled together over the years. If your demise taught us anything, it’s that permanence is just an illusion. If our failed efforts to restore you have taught us anything, it’s that some things are irreplaceable.

The key to keeping New Hampshire great lies between those two truths.

It is crazy, perhaps, to talk to you this way, as though, these 10 years out, you can hear us. As though you ever could. But this sort of reverence, this deeply reflective way of thinking, is what helps us preserve the things we can’t replace – the white steeples and farmlands, the woods and their inhabitants and the way of living these things represent.

On the other hand is the realization that some things can’t and shouldn’t stay the same, that the forces of nature and progress will, at times, prevail.

You succumbed to those forces 10 years ago today. But what your wise, kind old face represented is still very much here. We miss you, Old Man.

[iceman]

So are they still thinking about doing the glass monument thing?

[BigDaddy]

I don't think so, but the more modest memorial they had planned is nixed. Seems the only place they could get granite slabs big enough, was Vermont.