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East of the Cascades

The “whop whop whop” jolted us out of bed at 6 am. It was a helicopter dangling a rather large water bucket from a long rope.

We had just arrived in Oliver, British Columbia and settled into our RV park the day before, not realizing we were within yards of the airport. We knew fires burned nearby.  We could see smoke rising in small puffs from a nearby mountain.  That was where the helicopters were headed.

We were on a three-week RV trip to BC, Canada along the eastern side of the Cascades.  Forest fires and smoke blanketed the area.   

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  Helicopter in with water bucket.  Stu poses at Bend's High Desert Museum. 

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Postcard From New England #2

Postcard  From New England #2

Genealogy Road Show

Since 1623 when an English company set up a fish camp, a protected harbor has fostered and sustained Gloucester (above). America’s oldest fishing port has been home to Janet’s ancestors and relatives named Robinson, Harraden, Williams, almost from the beginning. So, of course we thought it worth another visit. Through a company called Home Away, we booked Sunset Serenade, a comfortable little vacation rental in East Gloucester with a partial view of the harbor and a kitchen where we fixed breakfast and many dinners. Short walks took us to Duckworth’s Bistrot for sumptuous seafood dinner in a relaxed, friendly atmosphere—and back home

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Postcard From New England & New York #1

Postcard From New England & New York #1


Genealogy Road Show

 Stu’s eighth great grandfather may have been courageous, but perhaps not very astute. In 1677 Captain Benjamin Swett led a band of 40 English colonists on a mission to Black Point (now Scarborough, Maine; then part of Massachusetts Bay Colony) where they were ambushed. Many of the young, inexperienced colonists fled while Swett, his Lieutenant and another man fought and died.  

This was a pointless battle in America’s first Indian war, known as King Philip’s War, and it’s just one genealogical gem we have so-far acquired on this, our second family history journey in about seven months. Our first four days in Providence, RI were filled with the New England Regional Genealogical Conference where we attended 30 or so lectures on everything from DNA testing, to new apps and software for genealogy, to 18th and 19th century migration patterns, and researching military records to, well, King Philip’s War.

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