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Anamaki Chronicles: North Country Lives Well-Worth Celebrating
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In my youth, my sisters and I would ride our horses up over Lit’s Mountain behind our home, ending the trip with a swim – on the horses – in the Pemigewasset River.
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To Be An American Is To Be a Verb
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If you have read this column for a while you will probably remember that the late R. Buckminster Fuller (aka “Buckminster” or “Bucky”) was a hero of mine growing up. For that reason alone, it is necessary to give Bucky credit for the title and the conceptual “metaphor” of this column.
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Winter Solstice in NH: ‘Kodi and I lit the fire on the way home’
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Kodi and I are on a mission. . . a spiritual mission to honor the sun’s return. . . but also to mark a more personal moment in my own journey.
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Anamaki Chronicles: A Christmas Gift to Myself
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Broke and low in 1981, A Christmas gift to my Grandmother and Grandfather yielded a treasure trove of life memories. Here’s one of them.
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Op-Ed: Something’s Happening Here . . .
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“For What its Worth” is worth a whole lot to Americans. Stephen Stills and Neil Young of “Buffalo Springfield” Bridge the “Generation Gap” in the fight for Democracy. By WAYNE D. KING
At No Kings rallies all over the country, there was a lot of music and singing. Celebrations of America like Woody Guthrie’s “This Land is Your Land,” Ray Charles singing “America the Beautiful,” spirited songs by Pete Seeger. But if there was one song that was featured over and over again, that almost everyone knew – but had no idea of its title – it was a song from the legendary 60s era band “Buffalo Springfield”: “For What it’s Worth.”
Written by the lyrical and melodic architect Stephen Stills, with collaboration from the 60s brooding experimentalist Neil Young.
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NH Secrets, Legends and Lore: Red Squirrel Chaos
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Come the end of summer, when the pine cones open to release their seeds/nuts, joining together with the colorful leaves of the fall’s deciduous trees, the sound that accompanies this moment is the loud and joyful tittering of red squirrels as they alert their brothers and sisters to the abundance above.
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Founding Director, Smithsonian Museum of the American Indian, W. Richard West Jr. has one-word for efforts to shackle the Smithsonian – RESIST
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Though home for him is now Los Angeles, Rick and his brother Jim grew up in Muskogee, Oklahoma, as citizens of the Cheyenne and Arapaho Tribes. Rick is also considered a favorite son of New Hampshire, where he and his brother Jim and their father W. Richard West Sr. (Wah Pah Nah Yah) were campers and staff at Camp Mowglis, School of the Open on Newfound Lake.
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It Bears Repeating – Franklin George and the ‘Other’ Willey House Tragedy
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My mother and father were living in two different places. Not because they didn’t want to live together, but because if Bridgewater College in Massachusetts had found out that she was pregnant with me, she would have been removed from the nursing program.
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The View from Rattlesnake Ridge: A Season of Gold, A Frenzy of Tansy?
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If you are a nature nerd or a native boy like me, you probably are pretty good at identifying many of the species of flora and fauna among the brothers and sisters of our natural world.