Bio submitted 2001:
is Mr. Blake when you need him the most? While thinking of a creative
way to write my history since 1965, I wonder how he would counsel us.
I'll begin by working backwards. Yesterday, my husband and I took
advantage a rare Vermont November 'day of grace' , rode our bikes over
hill and dale and paid our electric bill. We spent the afternoon putting
firewood into dry places, tucking our vegetable garden in for the
winter, and taking one last check of our sugarhouse before winter sets
in. Life has been good to us here in East Montpelier. We live on a dirt
road, high on a hill, with 270 degree views but are only 10 minutes from
the capitol building by car, 25 minutes by bike, and 90 minutes by
walking. If anyone is looking to trade their place by the sea or in the
city for a week-end or week , let's be in touch. We're only 40 minutes
Highlights of the 90's. Our son, Rob, and daughter, Heather, graduated from colleges outside of Vermont. Rob lives with his wife in Hampton NH. He is a United Airlines pilot and also flies refueling tankers for the NH Air Guard. They have two dogs. Heather and her husband live in the heart of Chicago, across from the Merchandise Mart on the 15th floor of a refurbished industrial building. Her husband is a corporate pilot and Heather works for an interior-decorating firm out of Boca Raton Florida. She works from home and flies to FL twice a month as their CFO. Their first child arrives in February. My husband, Dave, retired from the State of Vermont in human services and has been in engaged in several different careers including merchandising, working in a chocolate factory, stocking grocery shelves and assembly line work. He has recently gone back to school for his Masters in spiritual counseling.
have worked for the State of Vermont in various capacities too numerous
to mention here. Right now I work for the Department of Personnel in the
Human Resources Division. I am the Web Handler for the Division and also
teach some classes in customer service and time management. . Sometime
in the next 2-4 years I hope to retire and do some fun things like ride
our bicycles cross-country, travel a whole lot and maybe pick up a few
temp jobs along the way. Too bad we baby boomers are all so tied to jobs
just for the health insurance. I love working but want to work only when
it's rainy. In 1991, I graduated from Johnson State College with a
Bachelors degree in Education. I thought I wanted to be a classroom
teacher but soon figured out that my free time was dedicated to
planning, correcting and covering our dining room table with paperwork.
I didn't last too long. One low point of the nineties was the death of
my father. He died the day after Christmas in 1995 on the ski slopes of
Sunapee NH. What a way to go! My five sisters and I miss him terribly.
Our mom lives in an assisted living facility in Concord NH. She has
moderate dementia and is in a good place. My sister, Ann, lives 3
minutes from her facility.
of the 80's. In 1981 we moved into our old cape farmhouse here in East
Montpelier and worked hard to update and still retain most of its charm.
Half our land is open and half is wooded. My favorite part of living
here is working in the woods and cutting out many kms of ski trail. Ski
trails are like web sites: maintenance is harder than the design. During
this decade, our children attended high school and began their college
careers. Our daughter's teen-aged years kept us on an emotional roller
coaster and her risky behaviors took its toll on us but we managed to
survive and emerged stronger. Many of our family vacations were
bicycling trips to Prince Edward Island, Nova Scotia, and British
70's were dedicated to child rearing. In 1973 we moved to Vermont from
Ohio. Dave is a native Ohioan. I missed the four seasons and was
homesick for New England. Jobs in human services/public sector were easy
to come by and it was a seamless transition for us.
60's were a blur. After graduating from SHS, I went to Westbrook College
and graduated with an Associates in Dental Hygiene. In the summer of
1967, I took a quick vacation in Sarasota Florida to visit my
grandmother and it was there that I met Dave. We were both sunning on
beautiful Crescent Beach on Siesta Key. The rest is history. I see many
classmates living in that wonderful part of Florida.