In This Place

In This Place: March 26, 2014



“No Passengers: This Train is Headed for the (Grave) Yard by Trish Adams Most times, significant histor¬≠ical transitions come and go and people don’t notice until years or even decades later that an epochal shift has had a huge impact on their lives and their communities. That is not the case with the demise of the railroad — and especially […]

In This Place: March 19, 2014



It’s that time of year again. Mud season??Not quite. No, it’s bragging — uh, tapping — time. The sugar harvest simultaneously evokes nostalgia for the old days, marvel at the wonders of modernization and a fierce fidelity to a tradition which will always require time, patience and, it is hoped, good company. March 11, 1910 “Sappin’ Time” by L. R. […]

In This Place: March 12, 2014



Of Saints and Sinners: St. Patrick’s Day It’s a wee bit disappointed I am. Not that me pilferings of St. Paddy’s incidentals was an abuse of me time. But I was hoping for some doings of, shall we say, a more “spirited” nature? If it’s research into the Wearing of the Green in these archives you’ll be doing, put on […]

In This Place: March 5, 2014



Changelings: The Lost and Found Column The theme for this week’s column was serendipitous; my first archive search revealed a story of local troopers in 1932, called out to help find the Lindberg baby, and that got me thinking about children lost closer to home. In folklore, a “changeling” is an inhuman creature substituted for a human child, stolen by […]

In This Place: February 26, 2014



By Trish Adams When I promised sappiness this week, I was jumping the gun a little. Maple season is often still going strong in early April. Meanwhile, another great tradition, ice harvesting, had better be done by now or everybody’s butter will melt come May. Huge blocks of ice, “plowed,”?sawed and harvested, at 80 pounds a piece, once kept men […]

In This Place: February 19, 2014



By Trish Adams For my first “In This Place” column, combing the News archives from 1902 through the 1970s, I was hoping for old-fashioned Valentine parties and giant snowstorms, news of winter endurance and innocent love among farmers and their sweethearts. But, as usual, news of “this place” was a little more complicated. By February, winter has been going for […]


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