Bette Davis may have shopped in the stores among the locals, tromped in the woods and skied down the slopes, but she was Hollywood and she brought it to the North Country.
These were the days of real New Hampshire winters, when blizzards roared in and snow was measured in feet, not inches.
In the cover of darkness and a shroud of rain and fog, the Old Man of the Mountains gave up his stony, silent vigil as the beloved and venerable symbol of the Granite State sometime Friday night.
Scenarios for the Old Man’s demise included a slight earthquake that would set off a big slide, a dynamite explosion or sonic boom.
North Country nomenclature is a mix of history, legend and imagination. It’s an anchor to way things were and perceived a few centuries ago. It’s part of the character of the land.
FRANCONIA July 2, 2011 Today was the annual Franconia-Easton-Sugar Hill Old Home Day, continuing a century old tradition of New Hampshire towns calling back to their communities those who left, for whatever reason, to rekindle friendships and maybe, just maybe, draw them back. A photographer friend of mine, always looking for a new…