BOB DYLAN REMASTERED: Drawings from the Road
May 25 – September 15
An exhibition celebrating yet another aspect of Bob Dylan’s creativity: his talents in visual art. Dylan started what is known as his “Never Ending Tour” in 1988. As he traveled through North America, Europe, and Asia, he sketched glimpses of his life on the road. Dylan made three different collections of his drawings by “remastering” these works, adding vivid watercolor and gouache to digital enlargements of the drawings to create a new, special edition set entitled “The Drawn Blank Series.”
Sponsored in part by The Clark Foundation and Mr. and Mrs. Thomas O. Putnam.
This exhibition was provided by Pan Art Connections. Image created by Taina Väisänen/TAKT Oy & Janne Alhonpää/Ensemble Oy
May 25 – September 2
Banksy: The Haight Street Rat
May 18 – September 8
Next Issue: June 1st
How Does Your Garden Grow?
by Sharry L. WhitneyThis spring we have been catching up on some overdue pruning. We have learned that many of the plants we planted years ago, when we were young, inexperienced gardeners, take more than just watering and fertilizing. Getting the results we envisioned requires regular pruning and shaping. The beautiful wisteria, generously given to us ten years ago by Mark Wagner of Newport Marketplace, have rewarded us every spring with beautiful fragrant blossoms dripping from every vine...until they stopped. We read up on wisteria and learned that they need to be managed and aggressively cut back every few years to keep them blossoming.
As we embark on our 20th year of Mohawk Valley Living, we have learned that running a business needs the same attention and nurturing as running a garden. So, Lance and I sat down, as we did 20 years ago, to envision the future of MV Living. Like the boxwood, weigela, lilacs, lavender, and many other plants in our yard, MVL needs thoughtful shaping.
As we wait to see the results of our winter/spring garden pruning, we hope you enjoy seeing what blossoms from our reshaped and reimagined Mohawk Valley Living! •
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One February evening, as I strolled towards my mailbox, a peculiar sound caught my ear. It was a subtle yet rhythmic sequence of short, melodic toots—all on one pitch. Instantly recognizable to me, it was the call of a Northern Saw-whet Owl—a species seldom heard and even more rarely seen. For the next several minutes, he continued his call, and I relished every moment. In the subsequent weeks, his serenade was heard multiple times, always under the cover of darkness—often in the early evening or just before dawn. Having recently relocated to my new dwelling, the surrounding forestland holds many mysteries in terms of its wildlife. I was thrilled to discover that one of my new neighbors was this elusive little owl.
The Mohawk Valley region provides a diverse range of habitats that cater to the breeding needs of five resident owl species. These magnificent birds of prey, known for their nocturnal habits and silent flight, play a vital role in the region’s ecosystem. Their different sizes, habitat preferences, and physiologies enable them to fill their habitat niches—albeit there is a great amount of overlap between them. The five owls known to breed in the Mohawk Valley are The Great Horned Owl, Longeared Owl, Barred Owl, Eastern Screech Owl, and Northern Saw-whet Owl. Of the five, the Long-eared Owl and Northern Saw-whet are the most seldom encountered.
The Great Horned Owl is one of the most
iconic owl species in the world. They are remarkably adaptable raptors, inhabiting a wide range of ecosystems across North and South America, from forests and swamps to woodlands, deserts, grasslands, and urban areas. Their versatility allows them to thrive in diverse habitats, provided there are suitable prey and nesting sites available. They are equally at home in remote wilderness areas and suburban neighborhoods, demonstrating remarkable resilience in the face of human encroachment. The Great Horned Owl is a large owl species, boasting a wingspan of up to five feet and standing around two feet tall. Its distinctive ear tufts, resembling horns, contribute to its grandiose appearance, though they are not actual ears. Their plumage varies in color from mottled gray-brown to reddish-brown, providing excellent camouflage in various habitats. The facial disk, outlined by darker feathers, enhances its striking yellow eyes, which peer out with fierce intensity.
Breeding pairs of Great Horned Owls establish territories that may encompass a variety of habitat types, often nesting in tree cavities or repurposed nests of other birds. Sometimes they will usurp the nests of other large birds – including those built by Crows, Ravens, Red-tailed Hawks, Osprey, Bald Eagles, and Great Blue Herons. Being early breeders and year-round residents, the Great Horned usually claims a stolen nest before the true owners mi-
grate back to the area from the south.
Great Horned Owls are skilled and adaptable hunters. They primarily hunt at night— preying upon a wide variety of animals, including rodents, rabbits, birds, and even larger mammals such as skunks and raccoons. Their hunting prowess is facilitated by keen eyesight and acute hearing, with facial disks helping to funnel sound to their asymmetrical ears, enabling precise localization of prey. Great Horned Owls, like other owls, are silent hunters, employing stealth and patience to ambush unsuspecting prey from perches or during low, gliding flights. Their powerful talons and strong beaks make quick work of dispatching prey, ensuring a steady supply of food to sus-
tain themselves and their young.
The breeding season for Great Horned Owls typically begins in late winter or early spring. The female lays a clutch of 2 to 4 eggs, which she incubates for approximately 28 to 35 days. Incubation duties are primarily undertaken by the female, with the male providing food and protection. Upon hatching, the downy chicks are cared for by both parents, who diligently feed and protect them until they are ready to leave the nest. Fledging typically occurs around 6 to 9 weeks after hatching, although this can vary. After fledging, the young owls remain dependent on their parents for several weeks as they learn to hunt and become independent. The distinctive calls of hungry fledglings can sometimes be heard at night; they sound like terse yelps, plaintive whistles, or short screeches.
Measuring a mere six to ten inches in length, the Eastern Screech Owl may be small in stature, but its presence looms large in the collective imagination. Its rounded head, adorned with tufted ear-like plumage, gives it a distinctive silhouette against the backdrop of moonlit skies. With plumage ranging from mottled gray to vibrant rufous, it effortlessly blends into the bark of trees, becoming one with its woodland habitat.
The Eastern Screech Owl is more strictly nocturnal than the Great Horned Owl and the Barred Owl. Like those two larger species, the Screech is a master of stealth and decep-
tion. Under the cover of darkness, it emerges from its daytime roost, its silent flight slipping through the stillness of the night. With keen eyesight and acute hearing, it hunts with precision, preying upon small mammals, birds, and even large insects that venture within its grasp. One of the most interesting aspects of the Eastern Screech Owl is its vocal repertoire. Despite its name, its calls are more akin to mournful phrases than shrill screeches. From soft trills and whinnies to eerie descending whistles, each vocalization serves a purpose—claiming territory, attracting mates, or communicating with offspring.
Eastern Screech Owls typically breed from late winter to early spring, with nesting activity beginning as early as February and extending into May. They are cavity nesters and are known to use abandoned woodpecker nests, natural tree crevices, and man-made structures as nesting sites. They will sometimes accept man-made nest boxes when sited in the right habitat. Once a suitable nesting site is chosen, the female Screech Owl lays a clutch of eggs, usually ranging from 2 to 6 eggs, with an average of around 3 to 4 eggs. The eggs are typically laid at intervals of a few days. Incubation begins after the first egg is laid and lasts for approximately 26 to 28 days. Both the male and female Eastern Screech Owls participate in incubating the eggs and caring for the young.
One of the two most seldom-seen owl species that breed in the Mohawk Valley is
the Long-eared Owl. Long-eared Owls are denizens of dense woodlands, and coniferous groves across much of North America, Europe, and Asia. Within these habitats, they favor secluded areas with ample cover, such as dense thickets or stands of trees. Despite their widespread distribution, Long-eared Owls are often elusive and difficult to spot due to their secretive nature and nocturnal habits.
Long-eared Owls are adorned with a distinct array of features that set them apart. Their most notable trait is, of course, their long ear tufts, which are not ears at all but rather feathers that can be raised or lowered at will, adding to their mystique. These tufts, reminiscent of feline whiskers, serve both practical and aesthetic purposes, aiding in camouflage and communication. Their plumage showcases a subtle blend of earthy tones, allowing them to seamlessly merge with their woodland habi-
tats. Cryptic patterns of brown, buff, and gray provide excellent camouflage against tree bark and foliage, making them masters of concealment. Piercing yellow eyes peer out from their facial disks, offering a dramatic contrast to their muted coloration.
As predominantly nocturnal hunters, Long-eared Owls emerge under the cover of darkness to stalk their prey. Their diet consists primarily of small mammals, including voles, mice, and shrews, which they locate using acute hearing and silent flight. Long-eared Owls possess exceptionally sensitive hearing, with facial disks that help funnel sound to their asymmetrical ears, allowing them to pinpoint the faintest rustle of prey in the underbrush. In flight, Long-eared Owls exhibit a graceful, buoyant style, characterized by slow, deliberate wingbeats interspersed with periods of gliding. Their silent flight, facilitated by serrated wing feathers that disrupt airflow and minimize noise, enables them to approach unsuspecting prey with stealth and precision.
Long-eared Owls typically breed from late winter to early spring, with timing varying based on location and environmental conditions. In some regions, breeding may occur as early as February, while in others, it may extend into April or May. Long-eared Owls are often monogamous during the breeding season, with pairs typically remaining together for the duration of the nesting period. They are primarily cavity nesters but will sometimes utilize abandoned nests of other birds. After selecting a suitable nesting site, the female lays a clutch of eggs, typically ranging from 2 to 6 eggs, with an average of around 4 to 5 eggs. The eggs are incubated primarily by the female, although the male may also assist with incubation duties. Incubation lasts for approximately 25 to 30 days. Once the eggs hatch, both parents participate in feeding and caring for the young. Long-eared Owl parents are attentive and dedicated caregivers, ensuring the health and survival of their offspring.
Of the owls that inhabit the Mohawk Valley, the species most likely to be seen and/or heard is the Barred Owl. Unlike other species, they are not as strictly nocturnal, nor are they as secretive in their habits. They are much more apt to call out during daylight hours than their owl cousins—sometimes sounding off in reaction to sirens and other loud sounds in the environment. The Barred Owl boasts a striking appearance characterized by its mottled brown plumage adorned with horizontal barring, from which it derives its name. Its rounded facial disk, outlined by darker feathers, enhances its yellow-brown eyes, lending it an aura of intensity. Barred Owls lack ear tufts, distinguishing them from the three previously mentioned species.
The diet of Barred Owls consists mainly of small mammals such as mice, voles, and rabbits, supplemented by birds, amphibians, and insects. Barred Owls are opportunistic hunters, relying on keen eyesight and acute hearing to detect prey in the dim light of night. In flight, Barred Owls exhibit silent, buoyant movements, aided by specialized wing feathers that minimize turbulence and noise. Their stealthy approach allows them to ambush unsuspecting prey with remarkable precision, making them formidable hunters of the nocturnal realm.
Barred Owls typically breed from late winter to early spring. Barred Owls nest in a variety of habitats, including mature forests, wooded areas, and riparian zones. They often select nest sites in tree cavities, but they may also use abandoned nests of
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other birds or man-made structures such as nest boxes. The female typically chooses the nest site, which is located in a secluded area with ample cover. After selecting a nest site, the female lays a clutch of 2 to 4 eggs, although clutch sizes can vary. The female alone is responsible for incubating the eggs, which lasts for about 28 to 33 days. During this time, the male provides food for the female and assists in defending the territory. Once the eggs hatch, both parents participate in caring for the young. Barred Owl parents are attentive caregivers, ensuring the health and survival of their offspring. The young Barred Owls grow rapidly in the nest, gaining strength and developing their feathers. Fledging typically occurs around 4 to 5 weeks after hatching, although this can vary. After fledging, the young owls remain dependent on their parents for several weeks as they learn to hunt and become independent.
Despite its diminutive size, the elusive Northern Saw-whet Owl holds a unique charm that resonates with birders and casual observers alike. Perhaps merely because they are so remarkably small – only the size of a songbird, coupled with the fact they are so rarely encountered, the Saw-whet Owl is the species that most captures people’s imaginations. Measuring merely 7 to 8 inches in length and weighing a mere 2.5 to 5.3 ounces, the Northern Sawwhet Owl is one of the smallest owl species in North America. Yet, what it lacks in size, it compensates for in charisma. With plumage ranging from russet browns to mottled grays, this owl blends seamlessly with the dappled shades of its forest domain. The Northern Saw-whet Owl is a master of stealth and patience, another of the legion of silent hunters. Under the cloak of darkness, it emerges from its daytime roost, embarking on nocturnal quests in search of small mammals, insects, and occasionally, small birds. What sets the Northern Saw-whet Owl apart is its distinctive call—a series of rhythmic toots resembling the sound of a saw being sharpened, hence its name.
Northern Saw-whet Owls typically breed from late March to early June. Saw-whet Owls usually nest in tree cavities, often those created by woodpeckers. They may also use nest boxes if available. The female selects the nesting site and prepares the nest by lining it with soft materials like feathers or fur. Northern Saw-whet Owls typically lay their eggs in April or May. Clutch sizes can vary but usually consist of 3 to 7 eggs. The female alone is responsible for incubating the eggs, which lasts for about 28 to 30 days. Once the eggs hatch, both parents participate in feeding and caring for the young.
While owl species in Central New York State face various conservation challenges, some common issues affect their populations across the region. Habitat loss and fragmentation due to urbanization, agriculture, and land development pose significant threats to owl populations in Central New York. As natural habitats are converted into residential or commercial areas, the availability of suitable nesting sites and hunting grounds diminishes, leading to habitat degradation and population declines. Deforestation, including logging and land clearing for agriculture or infrastructure development, reduces the amount of forested habitat available to owl species. Owl species, particularly those higher up in the food chain like the Great Horned Owl and Barred Owl, are susceptible to pesticide exposure through the ingestion of contaminated prey. Pesticides such as rodenticides can accumulate in owl tissues, leading to reproductive issues, decreased immune function, and direct mortality. Secondary poisoning from consuming prey contaminated with pesticides is also a concern.
Owls, especially those that hunt near roadsides or open fields, are at risk of colliding with vehicles while hunting or crossing roads. Road mortality can result in significant owl population losses, particularly during periods of increased nocturnal activity, such as breeding or migration. Owls are susceptible to various diseases and parasites. Infections can weaken owls, impair their immune systems, and lead to morbidity and mortality, particularly during times of stress or environmental changes. Climate change poses indirect threats to owl populations in Central New York, altering prey availability, migratory patterns, and habitat suitability. Shifts in temperature and precipitation patterns can disrupt
breeding and migration. Human disturbances, such as recreational activities, habitat disturbance, and noise pollution, can disrupt owl nesting sites and roosting areas. Encountering owls in the wild can be a thrilling and rewarding experience. Understanding the behavior and habitat preferences of different owl species can greatly increase your chances of encountering them. Owls are most active during the early morning or late evening. Look for signs of owl activity such as pellets, feathers, and roosting spots. Familiarize yourself with the calls of different owl species and listen for them during the evening hours. Owls are most vocal during the breeding season, which typically occurs from late winter to
early spring. Some nature centers, wildlife refuges, and conservation organizations offer guided “owl prowls” or night hikes led by experienced naturalists. These outings provide an opportunity to learn about owls and their habitats while increasing your chances of encountering them in the wild. Encountering owls in the wild requires patience, persistence, and keen observation skills. Scan the surrounding landscape carefully, paying attention to potential perches, roosting sites, and movement among the trees. Owls are masters of camouflage, so a sharp eye and a patient approach are essential. When searching for owls, always prioritize the well-being of the birds and their habitat. Avoid disturbing nesting sites, keep
noise to a minimum, and stay on designated trails to minimize habitat disturbance.
Thank you to Deb and John Saltis of Falcon Heart Rescue for allowing me to photograph some of their educational owls for this article. •
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MAY 31–JUNE 2, 2024
Bear Path Antiques
In May, forests in the Mohawk Valley come alive with the activities of countless migrant songbirds. As the landscape sheds winter’s final vestiges and embraces the burgeoning warmth of mid-spring, the forests awaken from their semi-dormant state to become a bustling ecosystem, teeming with life from the forest floor to the canopy above. Most intriguing are the migrant songbirds who may be a challenge to see, but whose songs and calls fill the air with a collage of subtle melodies.
As the days lengthen and the temperatures rise, songbirds that had begun their journey weeks before in the rainforests of Central and South America arrive in our forest treetops –most having endured an arduous nocturnal trek. Drawn in by the promise of abundant food and a mild climate, this highly diverse assemblage of avian travelers will do their best to find sustenance and rebuild their energy reserves. This is the fuel they require to complete their journey to breeding grounds in the Adirondacks and to the Canadian provinces. Of course, a small proportion of them will stay to breed locally – most selecting the largest and most pristine tracts of contiguous forest habitat our region has to offer.
Among the most enchanting of these visitors are the warblers; with their bright plumage and intricate songs, they are often considered the jewels of the bird world. As they flit among
the branches, they bring flashes of color and a fresh vibrancy to the awakening forest, their distinctive songs resounding through the canopy like wind chimes in a gentle breeze. Joining the warblers are the thrushes, tanagers, orioles, vireos, and flycatchers, each adding their species’ unique voice to the growing spring chorus of songbirds.
As the warblers voraciously feed on freshly emerged, leaf-eating insects in the treetops, their movements epitomize speed, agility, and remarkable precision. Despite the swaying of the leaves and branches they traverse, they navigate with apparent flawlessness. Even if they happen to falter, their swift and graceful compensations conceal any misjudgments from observers. Sometimes it seems they are more leaping than flying between leaves and branches, but predominantly, they maneuver through flight. Their flight is characterized by short bursts of wingbeats, enabling seamless navigation through the dense foliage of the canopy.
As they move through the canopy, different warbler species utilize a variety of foraging techniques to exploit the abundant insect resources. Species like the Blackburnian Warbler glean insects from the undersides of
leaves, hovering momentarily to snatch flying prey in mid-air. While others, like the Black and White Warbler, prefers to pluck insects out of crevices in tree bark – seemingly defying gravity by walking on the undersides of branches while he forages. Despite their diminutive size, migrant warblers play important ecological roles within the forest ecosystem. By feeding largely on foliage-eating moth larvae, they help regulate the forest’s insect populations, thereby mitigating the damage inflicted on foliage.
One cannot help but marvel at the diversity of colors displayed by migrant warblers. From the radiant yellow of the Yellow Warbler to the fiery orange of the Blackburnian Warbler, each species boasts its signature palette, making them a delight to behold against the backdrop of fresh green foliage and swaying branches. But it’s not just the bold and striking colors that captivate observers; it’s also the intricate patterns and markings that adorn
their feathers. The intricate black necklace on the chest of the Canada Warbler, the bold black mask of the Black-throated Blue Warbler, or the delicate streaks adorning the flanks of a Magnolia Warbler—all these details add depth and complexity to their appearance, drawing the eye and kindling the imagination.
The juxtaposition of these colorful migrants against the backdrop of their natural habitats creates a visual feast that evokes a sense of awe. Whether they’re flitting among the branches of a flowering tree, darting through the understory of a forest, or foraging along the edges of a freshwater pond, migrant warblers infuse their surroundings with vibrancy and life, reminding us of the amazing diversity that, although threatened, still exists in the natural world.
May is very much warbler season in Central New York – the time when migrant species temporarily inhabit our woodlands. Thankfully, there are some not-too-distant places where warbler season extends into the summer, and where it’s possible to sustain the excitement of seeing a diverse array of these colorful treetop acrobats. The best and most accessible areas to find warblers after May are in the Adirondacks and Adirondack foothills – virtually anywhere where large tracts of mature forest habitat remain intact. •
LIQUORS & WINES
ORBITING LABORATORY
by carol higginsLast month we took a look at NASA’s Technology Transfer Program and a few of the thousands of spinoff products and services we use on Earth that evolved from technologies developed for the space program. This month we take a look at one of the places where many of those solutions originated – the International Space Station (ISS)!
Orbiting about 250 miles above the planet and the size of a football field, the ISS has been continuously occupied by astronauts since the first crew arrived on November 2, 2000. A collaboration of 15 countries, it took 37 Space Shuttle flights and five Russian rockets to deliver all of the main modules and other major components. Today, deliveries of food, fuel, water, crew supplies, equipment, and scientific research continue to arrive by U.S. and Russian cargo spacecraft every few months.
The station’s microgravity environment and high-tech equipment transformed it into a world-class orbiting laboratory, a place to do experiments that are not possible in Earth’s gravity. Crews are busy every day and typically spend six months onboard. In addition to participating in research activities, their duties include maintaining a wide range of sophisticated equipment to keep the critical life support and communications systems up and running, and spacewalks to install or upgrade external components. They also exercise two hours every day to prevent bone and muscle loss.
Living in the space station presents interesting challenges. For example, there is no shower because liquids behave very different-
ly. Water would just float around the station, so astronauts wash with wet towels, special soap, and shampoo. During haircuts, a vacuum cleaner hose collects cut hair so it does not drift around the station. Drinks and many prepared food items that are rehydrated with hot or cold water are consumed from plastic bags. No need for plates, just silverware. Even salt and pepper are applied in liquid form because floating salt crystals and pepper flakes could damage equipment.
However, the lack of gravity also offers many amazing benefits for scientific studies, and the crew plays an important role. One of the research areas focuses on their health, going far beyond the usual checks. For example, without the pull of gravity, fluids in their bodies shift and can cause vision issues and impact blood pressure because even the eyes and heart change shape. Crew members are regularly the subject of studies that include blood draws, eye analysis, and testing of new devices to counteract cardiovascular changes. As shown in the inset picture, NASA astronaut Jeanette Epps – born and raised in Syracuse, NY, and currently onboard the ISS – recently participated in these tests. The extensive crew evaluations continue to lead to new treatments for vision problems, osteoporosis, and heart disease.
On March 23, a SpaceX Cargo Dragon spacecraft delivered over three tons of supplies. Included are over 40 research payloads, all demonstrating the diverse range of scientific disciplines that can benefit from testing using the unique ISS facilities. For example,
a study of cells associated with Parkinson’s disease and Multiple Sclerosis has led to a new test of the effects of drugs that may eventually be used to treat Alzheimer’s and other neurodegenerative diseases. Use of a new Thigh Cuff may stop the shift in body fluids that astronauts experience, and help prevent issues for bedridden people. The continuing investigation of bacteria found in the station may lead to the development of treatments for antibiotic-resistant organisms.
The cutting-edge science and technology demonstrations performed onboard the remarkable ISS research laboratory continue to increase the quality of life for those of us on the planet. For more information about these efforts, visit the www.issnationallab.org website.
Wishing you clear skies! •
Hanny’s Voorwerp. Image Credit: NASA, ESA, W. Keel, Galaxy Zoo TeamCrossword
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2. Clinton Pizzeria with the original “upside down” pizza.
6. WHoo Matt Perry writes about this month.
8. If you didn’t start your plants here, you can visit one of our MVL garden centers!
9. The cuisine of this month’s featured restaurant.
12. Suzie Jones’ new “hat.” (2 words)
14. One of the original tribes of the Five Nations of the Haudenosaunee.
16. The perfect place for local maple syrup?
18. Local online farmers market, ___ ___ Mohawk Valley. (2 words)
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1. This NASA astronaut is from Central New York.
3. Utica may not have any of these colleges, but many historic houses have it.
4. Popular tavern in Cold Brook. See page .
5. These trails open twice a year, the next time is the first week in May. (2 words) See On. Co. History.
7. These popular songbirds have bright plumage and intricate songs.
10. Have an adventure with our new contributor ___ & Trail Club
11. A peach is best if it’s had time to ___.
13. Eating healthy, local foods may not be a ____ for all your ills, but it’s a good place to start. 15. Just wed.
17. Classical MV musician Bonnie Hibbard’s vocal range.
tramp & trail club
Get out and enjoy the natural wonder of our region with the Tramp & Trail Club! Founded in 1921, it is the oldest hiking club in New York State.
Note: First-time participants are encouraged to visit trampntrail.org and call the designated leader prior to date of the particular outing in which you are interested.
Hike Good Luck Cliff and W. Stoner Lake Trail
May the 4th Be With You!
Sat., May 4, 10am
HD: 3.6 mi. DD: 30 mi. Difficulty: Moderate
Pre-Reg Required
Leader: Phil Gwyn (C) 315-219-9633
Co-Leader: Ann Damiano (C) 845-542-3584
Meet at: Stewart’s, Middleville
Don’t be fooled by the fact that this hike is only 3.6 miles! Hike to Good Luck Lake and then continue to cliffs trail. Sections of the climb to the cliffs can be tricky, especially if there is a lot of mud. Beautiful views at the top!
Hike Root Glen and Kirkland Trails
Sun. May 5, 10am
HD: 5 mi. DD: 1 mi. Difficulty: Moderate
Leader: George Fogg – (C) 315-766-0572
Co-Leader: Phyllis Fogg – (C) 315-794-9947
Meet at: Hannaford Parking Lot, Rt. 12B, Clinton
Enjoy the flower gardens of Root Glen, then hike the trails of the Kirkland side of the Hamilton College campus.
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Hike
Moulin Mountain
Sat. May 11, 8am
HD: 8 mi. DD: 37 mi. Difficulty: Difficult
Pre-Reg Required
Leader: Greg Sipp – (C) 315-790-2060
Co-Leader: Paul Sirtoli – (H) 315-737-8353
Meet at: Subway, Rt. 12, Barneveld
Hike to the base of Moulin Mtn., then bushwhack to the top. From there, we will make our way to Gibbs Lake. This is an out-and-back adventure.
Hike
Potato Hill Farm
Sat. May 11, 12pm
HD: 4 mi. DD: 25 mi. Difficulty: Moderate
Leader: Mike Huss – (H) 315-768-7374
Co-Leader: Janice Huss – (C) 315-941-2831
Meet At: Subway, Rt 12, Barneveld Nice hike on the farm.
Bike Erie Canal Trail to Moss Island
Sun. May 12 , 10am
HD: 20 mi. DD: 0 mi. Difficulty: Easy
Bike Helmet Required
Leader: Ron Carvin (C) 315-841-3550
Co-Leader: Cynthia McCormack (H) 315-271-7316
Meet At: Ilion Marina, Rt. 51, Ilion
A flat ride from marina to Barge Canal Lock E17. Cross lock gate to Moss Island to explore glacial age potholes. Rock scampering involved. Option: Continue to General Herkimer State Historic Site.
Hike Tooker Mountain
Sat. May 18, 8am
HD: 8 mi. DD: 32 mi. Difficulty: Difficult
Pre-Reg Required
Leader: Greg Sipp (C) 315-790-2060
Co-Leader: TBD
Meet At: Subway, Rt. 12, Barneveld
An out-and-back hike to Tooker Mtn. Mostly trail with about a mile bushwhack to the top of Tooker.
Hike Lorenzo Mansion
Sat. May 18, 11am
HD: 5 mi. DD: 20 mi. Difficulty: Moderate Leader: Mike Huss (H) 315-768-7374
Co-Leader: Janice Huss (C) 315-941-2831
Meet at: Madison Central School, Rt. 20, Madison We will hike the trail around the mansion.
Bike Empire State Trail
Sun. May 19, 9am
HD: 26 mi. DD: 40 mi. Difficulty: Moderate Bike Helmet Required Leader: Tom O’Hara (C) 315-525-1858
Co-Leader: Patty Durnin (C) 516-724-1530
Meet at: Westmoreland Exit 32 Parking Area
Cycle the Empire Bike Trail between section 16 and 15. Starting at Armory Square, bike along the Creekwalk Trail, part of Onondaga Lake, and continue to Camillus.
Canoe/Kayak Black Fly Kayak North Lake
Sat. May 25, 10am
HD: 6 mi. DD: 40 mi. Difficulty: Easy
PDFs and whistle Required
Leader: Jim Wasielewski (C) 315-790-7674
Co-Leader: Cynthia McCormack (H) 315-271-7316
Meet At: Subway, Rt. 12, Barneveld
Drive to the North Lake put in, put on bug spray. Unload kayaks, apply more bug spray. Launch kayaks. Get bug spray out of eyes. Curse black flies.
Hike Hoxie Gorge
Sun. May 26, 9:30am
HD: 5-6 mi. DD: 45 mi. Difficulty: Moderate
Pre-Reg Required
Leader: Bobbie Scarpino (C) 315-269-4099
Co-Leader: Sue Romero (C) 315-761-3055
Meet At: Madison Central School, Rt. 20, Madison
Avoid the black flies and trek along part of the Finger Lakes Trail in the Hoxie Gorge State Forest. The first mile follows alongside a pleasant brook. Then cross a field to climb to a high point with a scenic view where we will have lunch. Return along the same route.
Hike Mount Hunger Forest
Mon. May 27, 10am
HD:5 mi. DD: 6 mi. Difficulty: Moderate
Pre-Reg Required
Leader: Peter Franz (C) 315-749-8271
Co-Leader: Pam Carrier (C) 315-896-4746
Meet At: Circle K, Rt 20, Sangerfield Walk Whalen Rd., check out old cemetery - out and back
KEY: HD - Hiking Distance (round trip) DD - Driving Distance (one way from meeting place)
ImportantNotice: All hikes will start at the time and location specified in each individual hike description. Leaders and co-leaders will have phone numbers listed so that they may answer any questions participants may have about possible last-minute hike changes. Arrive at the starting location 15 minutes before the start time so that you can be signed in and receive instructions.
Reminder: If you plan to meet at the trailhead, call the leader to verify the activity for late modifications.
Forest Ranger/D.E.C. Emergency Number: 518-891-0235
Trail Conditions: 518-408-5850
As a small business owner, I find myself wearing lots of different hats day-to-day, week-to-week, even minute-to-minute! I am regularly a saleswoman, delivery driver, bookkeeper, grant writer, veterinarian, and more…it is one of the things I love most about our farm business.
I’ve recently added another hat to the mix: lab supervisor.
As a licensed milk receiver and cheese processing plant, we are required by Federal law to test every batch of raw milk we process for antibiotics.* For years, we’ve used outside laboratories to do our testing for us. The added cost and time finally took their toll and we decided to put an “Appendix N” antibiotics testing lab in our cheese plant.
This was no small task, of course. I had to buy the testing media and all the equipment—a dedicated refrigerator, specially designed pipettors and disposable tips, approved thermometers, vials, and an incubator. I had to get all of my pipettors and thermometers calibrated (and put them on a schedule to be re-calibrated every 6 months) at a special lab over an hour’s drive away. I had to write no less than five standard operating procedures for the state inspector to review and approve. I had to take a written test, perform a lab for our inspector, and undergo “splits”—a blind test of all Appendix N labs state-wide.
You may be wondering, is it all worth the extra work? In a business that already has a lot going on, why add another set of tasks?
I do think it is worth the extra effort, to take this work in-house. I may be a bit of a control freak, but when something this big affects our quality and peace of mind, it is worth doing it ourselves!
*Fun fact: All fluid milk and all dairy products made from milk—cheese, ice cream, yogurt, butter, etc.—are tested to ensure they are free from antibiotic residues. Dairy farmers are super careful to ensure that any animal that receives medicine passes the “withholding period” for that medicine. They, too, can perform quick “snap” tests on-farm to ensure the milk is safe for human consumption. •
Asparagus
by Natalie LevinAsparagus is in season for approximately four weeks in Central New York, which means that if you, like me, scorn supermarket asparagus, it will have been 48 weeks since it last appeared on your table. Its arrival is worthy of celebration, though we start simple — just a platter of blanched asparagus served with a drizzle of melted butter, a squeeze of lemon, and a pinch of sea salt, or with a vinaigrette. The fuss and fancy escalate from there: hollandaise, béarnaise, and beurre blanc are all good candidates for a richer sauce; then some sundry tarts and pies make wonderful vehicles for asparagus, not to mention crepes, egg dishes, and pastas.
This vinaigrette is immensely flavorful, but light enough to be suitable for the first asparagus consumption, where the flavor of the vegetable itself must not be obscured. It's adapted from a recipe by Fuchsia Dunlop, the doy enne of Sichuan cooking in the West, and is derived from the "ginger juice" fla vor in the Sichuanese culi nary repertoire.
For the asparagus:
Trim woody ends. Blanch or steam for 3-4 minutes depending on the size of the spears. Test for
doneness at three minutes — the spears should be crisp-tender — drain, and set aside to cool.
For the vinaigrette:
1 thumb-size chunk of ginger, peeled and minced as finely as possible
1.5 tablespoon light soy sauce
2 tablespoons rice vinegar
2 tablespoons sesame oil
Combine all ingredients in a mason jar and shake vigorously. Taste and adjust flavors to your liking.
Pat the asparagus dry and arrange on a large platter. Pour the vinaigrette over the asparagus. Eat with your hands and rejoice that spring has come! •
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Canal Side Inn in Little Falls
by Maryann Vanderpool-ImundoLittle Falls’s Canal Side Inn has been pleasing epicureans with excellent French American cuisine since 1982. Now integrated with Rock City Development LLC (RCD), a company focused on revitalizing the region, the restaurant’s magical appeal has been enhanced along with the area’s upswing of civic pride.
RCD and Canal Side Inn show exceptional hospitality by emphasizing Trail to Town Connectivity which earned them a Bike Friendly Business New York credential. Katie Tomei, Director of Culinary Services & Marketing at RCD said, “We want to make it as easy as possible for people to access the restaurant. Boaters and bikers on the trail call us, and we go pick them up so they don’t have to cross the highway to get here.”
Tomei and Marica Bellico, Director of Hospitality and Property Management RCD met Mohawk Valley Living on Canal Street walking toward Canal Side’s main entrance. Bellico said, “Most of our customers come from Moss Island and the bike trail.” These recreational athletes often frequent Canal Side’s outdoor patio found alongside the building beneath decorative shade sails and strings of glittering party lights. Currently, the space is occupied by small parties of bikers, hikers, and mountain climbers. “To your health,” one exuberantly exclaimed in chorus with rattling glasses of beer and wine over fare from the Bistro Menu: Salade César au Poulet (Chicken Caesar salad); Sauté Creole a La Bayou (Cajun spiced chicken, sausage, peppers, zucchini, yellow squash, sweet corn, okra, white wine, sweet chili butter, and jasmine rice); and Crevette Po Garçon (cornbread battered tiger shrimp, lettuce, tomato, poblano pepper,
Cajun remoulade sauce, French baguette, and truffled Asiago pommes frites).
A couple coming from Stone Mill Antiques, directly across the street, choose to dine indoors and enter through the main entrance which is dressed in green awnings and window flower boxes. Inside, they meet the bar area where professionals from RCD’s executive offices are relaxing on high-top stools. The waitress, Vanity Sabelnik, delivers one gentleman his favorite, Côte De Boeuf: Filet Mignon French Dip, caramelized red onion, jam, Gruyère cheese, horseradish aioli, French baguette, and truffle Asiago pomme frites. “Merci,” he responded by gesturing with a chef’s kiss. Sabelnik said, “I love working here. The people are so grateful.”
Canal Side delivers to customers on boats mooring in the Little Falls Canal Harbor and Rotary Park, a romantic atmosphere of historic nautical beauty. As John Williams roped his Chaparral to the post, he received his meals: Coq au Vin: slow-stewed chicken tenderloins, heirloom tomatoes, roasted garlic, button mushrooms, carrots, applewood smoked bacon, white wine gravy, and goat cheese whipped potatoes; and Poulet Penne Provincial: sautéed organic chicken tenderloins, zucchini, yellow squash, tomatoes, basil, garlic, shaved Asiago, Prosecco sauce, and penne pasta. Williams said, “Canal Side’s cuisine is the perfect touch for an intimate rendezvous.”
Executive Chef Chad Grower has kept the most popular menu selections from the original owner, James Aufmuth, who trained in France and New Orleans. Two examples are
Fruits de Mer (seafood casserole) and Maryland Bleu Crabe Gateau (crab cakes).
Inspired by Aufmuth’s Strawberries Jane, Grower created Meringue Sucre Aux Baises Sauveges Barbara: meringue, mixed berries, vanilla ice cream, and berry liqueur. “I named it after my grandmother,” he said. Other desserts include Triple Chocolate Mousse, Crème Brûlée, and Cheesecake.
Since Little Falls has so many attractions, events, and celebrations, folks often prefer to eat outside in the many picnic areas dispersed throughout town. For people’s convenience, Tomei said, “A food truck is our next venture.”
Little Falls’s Astenrogen Chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution DAR is looking forward to a celebration next year commemorating the anni versary of Marquis Lafayette’s 1825 tour of America. Lafayette stopped in Little Falls and was greeted by citizens assembled with burning beacons along the aq ueduct. The celebration date will be June 10th, 2025. Plans are underway to salute this great American patri ot by dining on Canal Side’s exceptional French cui sine. “Canal Side delights your senses and palate,” said Elizabeth Mosher, DAR Regent. All are welcome and encouraged to share in the spirit of Franco-American friendship. Bon appetit! •
Canal Side Inn
395 Canal Pl., Little Falls
Open Tues-Sat: 5-9pm (315) 823-1170
www.canalsideinn.com
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-Emile Zola
Hometown: West Winfield Current town: New Hartford
Instruments: voice, piano, organ, clarinet
Age when began music: 5 years old; began taking piano lessons at 5 and has continued to play for 68 years
Education: West Winfield Central School; Ithaca College graduate, Bachelor of Music degree, voice major; Syracuse Unv. and SUNY graduate hours for permanent certification in education
Current Occupation: formally retired, but teaches private voice lessons. Has performed as an actress and singer in many local theatrical productions. Served as the musical director and/ or accompanist for numerous musical productions and concerts at Players of Utica, Rome Capitol’s Summerstage, M. Proctor Theatre Guild at Grace Church, Upstagers, Ruckus Productions, Clinton H.S., New Hartford H.S., and Westmoreland H.S.; Musical director, accompanist, and featured singer in a USO Tour to Greenland, Newfoundland, and Labrador; Guest conductor or accompanist for numerous All-County Choirs in Oneida, Herkimer, Oswego, Madison, and Fulton-Montgomery counties.
Awards: Outstanding Music Educator (3 times); Utica Symphony League; Utica Rotary Club; Kiwanis Club
Influences: Her parents, who would lead singing in the car on Sunday afternoon drives; her older sister, Susan, who played the piano and made Bonnie want to play too; the youth choir directors in her hometown church; Dr. Robert Swift who was her general music teacher and a great influence; Peter Cavallo, her first formal voice teacher who lived in Utica; her vocal professors at Ithaca College. She is inspired by Carole King, Melissa Manchester, Carly Simon, and Barbra Streisand.
Upcoming Engagements
Accompanist, NYSSMA Solo Festival
May 10-11, Central Valley Academy
Accompanist, CCS High School Choir
Thursday, May 30, 6:30-8pm, CCS High School
Narrator, Oneida Chorale Concert
Sunday, June 2, 4pm, “Sing for the Cure” Oneida HS Auditorium
DIRTY DOZEN BRASS BAND CONCERT
SATURDAY, MAY 18 | 7:30PM
BobDylanRemastered:Drawingsfrom theRoad
May 25–September 15, 2024
Wednesday, July 24, 12:30-2pm: Food for Thought guided tour and lunch, reservations required $25 member/$30 non-member
This exhibition celebrates yet another aspect of Dylan’s creativity: his talents in visual art.
Fenimore Art Museum
5798 Hwy 80, Cooperstown, NY (607) 547-1400 • fenimoreartmuseum.org
Through May 31, 2024
Ilion Free Public Library 78 West Street, Ilion, NY (315) 894-5028 ilionlibrary.org
TheRulesofEsthetics: PaintingsbyEverettMayo
April 5–27, 2024
Reception: Friday, May 10, 5-7pm
The Other Side 2011 Genesee St., Utica, NY theothersideutica.org Hours: Thurs: 12-3pm, Sat: 12-3pm
Two Satellite Galley Exhibitions: KelseyLynnMayoat131Genesee VictorLenuzzaatTheWestwood
Through May 24, 2024
4 Elements Studio 1607 Genesee St., Utica, NY 4elementsstudio.org
ChaoticMemory
Co-operative
Through May 25, 2024
Linda Bigness, Karen Burns, Deborah Dougherty Wester, and Leigh Yardley Through March 23, 2024
E Park Row, Clinton, NY • (315) 853-8871 • kacny.org
Featuring the work of artists Stephen Aifegha and Howard Skrill. The work of both artists explores issues of identity, both personal and societal.
Kirkland Art Center
9½ E Park Row, Clinton, NY (315) 853-8871 kacny.org
NorthernPeatlands:PhotographyofCharlieReinertsen: May 25–July 21, 2024 View • 3273 Rt. 28, Old Forge, NY• (315) 369-6411 • viewarts.org
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Early Tragedies at Trenton Falls
By ro hallExpounding on the beauty to be found at Trenton Falls, the Rev. John Sherman, who, in 1806, became the first minister of the Reformed Christian Church in “Oldenbarneveld,” urged all residents of the area to visit soon - and often.
“Cuy-a-hora,” he explained, using Indigenous nomenclature denoting “Fall of the Glancing...” - or, alternatively, ‘Slanting’, or ‘Brown’...Waters” - was nearby, on the West Canada Creek, only 14 miles from Utica - and transport from the city was readily available.
Sherman wrote enticingly of the “wonderful chasm” formed by “flowing waters”. It was a place where visitors could “tread on ... fossil organic remains of beings once animated, like yourselves.” These remains could be seen ...” embedded in the stratum... each stratum having been the deposit of a supervening flood...Eternity alone knows when!
“One will stand and pause,” he added. “You behold the operations of incalculable ages. You are thrown back to antediluvian times.”
Upon arriving at the falls, sightseers could anticipate relaxing in the “large, commodious house” Sherman, a grandson of Declaration of Independence signer Roger Sherman, had erected as a “rural retreat” in 1822.
While the views were, perhaps, less “sublime”, according to some early 19th century accounts, than those of cataracts found at Niagara, travelers to the three principal falls at Trenton could expect to be rewarded by a “succession of wonders and beauties,” which included “several cascades, rapids, and eddies” descending 100 feet.
Viewing such wonders, however, could invite perilous outcomes. Lacking safeguards in the form of adequate barriers, some of the less well-prepared, or perhaps just hapless, sojourners inevitably paid the ultimate price. Such accidents occurred, as at least one contemporary historian noted, “from venturing too far and attempting to reach points almost impossible to access, and at the utmost risk of life.”
In July 1827, 17-year-old Eliza Mesier Suydam and her cousin, described as “a young gentleman,” were traversing a “projection point” above Sherman’s retreat at a place that afterward came to be called “Suydam’s Fall,” when she disappeared. The cousin was so positioned as to be able to observe Eliza’s bonnet “borne down the foaming rapid.” The young lady’s body was found a day or two later.
Some three years afterward, falls visitor Charles E. Bill, son of a Remsen, NY doctor and a medical student himself, slipped while helping family members negotiate some rocks. Witnesses reported him “hurried, in a standing position, over the frightful cataract, a fall of about 40 feet.” Last seen, young Bill was observed waving “with his hand in a final adieu...while his features showed the full realization of his terrible fate.”
It was on July 15, 1836, that tourist Herman Thorne, “a celebrated millionaire of New York,” was helping his wife over a narrow pass at the falls when his eightyear-old daughter, Zerlina, “was drowned at the same place where Miss Suydam found a watery grave.”
Thorne had just agreed to a servant’s request “to take charge of the little girl,” and had turned back to his wife, when they heard a scream, “the last ever uttered by the lovely child, who instantly disappeared.” The servant, also in the water, saved himself by grasping onto a stick.
Some 13 years later, Edward and Eliza Bryan, siblings of Utica attorney John Bryan, having left the refreshment house at the Falls at about 10:00 in the morning, separated from their party and were observed down the path “as far as any but the most venturesome ever go.”
They were last seen alive clinging precariously to “some slight projection or crevice...a considerable distance above the water.” Eliza’s watch was later found, “stopped a few minutes before eleven.” Edward’s body was discovered late in the evening, hers the next day.
It was reported that after the funerals, held in Utica, “their remains were followed to their final resting place by one of the largest processions ever witnessed in that city, including almost the entire fire department, of which Edward Bryan was a member.”
Today, the area, with its three cascades - the High, Middle, and Lower (Sherman) Falls - is open to the public via the Trenton Falls Scenic Trails two weekends a year, typically in May and September. Developed by owner Brookfield Renewable Power, and the Town of Trenton, a stone dust trail leads from the parking lot to the Trenton Falls Hydro Dam Overlook, while a second trail of wood mulch takes visitors along the scenic limestone gorge. The prevalent natural rock, a limestone, called the “Trenton Group,” was used to construct the Erie Canal and numerous other buildings and facilities both locally and farther afield.
According to Town of Trenton Historian Betsy Beil Mack, each of the public weekends sees around 1,000 visitors. They hail from both in and out of the state. “I get a lot of people who say, ‘I’ve lived here all my life, and, dammit, I’m going to walk the trail!” she laughed.
Volunteers, age 18 and older, working four-hour morning or afternoon shifts, help keep visitors safe by monitoring their progress along the trails. Mack said that with more volunteers, the falls’ owner, “Brookfield... would permit the trail to be open two additional weekends each year.” She recalled that in the past, area colleges would conduct field trips to the area for their geology students, and painters and photographers would, under the auspices of various organizations, come for the day to ply their arts. Food, provided by the Stittville Methodist Church, will be sold at the start of the trail.
In 1974, Tim and Peggy Spencer Behrendt set off on an adventure. They began a new life in the woods of Cold Brook, NY, without modern conveniences like electricity or indoor plumbing. These are excerpts and reflections from Peggy’s journal chronicling their adventures and also her childhood memories growing up in Westmoreland.
Sadly, my biological son’s adoptive mother died recently. What a beautiful spirit she was! I’m eternally grateful to her and her husband for taking in my baby when I felt I couldn’t provide an adequate home, and for loving and caring for him and his adopted brother unconditionally, helping them become responsible, educated, hard-working, kind, and caring adults. When I found them 42 years later, she welcomed me into their lives without reservation, with kindness, understanding, and affection. She became like a sister to me.
What a profound difference such kind generosity can make in people’s lives. Many have taken in children, sometimes severely handicapped ones, and raised them as their own. People like these are the Great Ones of humanity.
Most of us have pinnacles of stress or trauma in our lives. Mine was the painful decision to give my son up for adoption. If I kept him, I knew I’d have to support us by working 40 hours a week at minimal wage. We’d be poor, and babysitters would essentially be raising him. I was assured that Social Services would find him a good home and I chose to hope that
was true, but I felt like a failure and socially ashamed.
Fortunately, I had the strength, support, and courage, in time, to move on, and not let bitterness and resentment define the rest of my life. Instead, I think it gave me greater empathy for the burdens others carry such as my brother-in-law Ed’s Dickensian childhood. It surprised me to hear his story because he is such a kindly, hard-working family man you couldn’t imagine that he’d suffered childhood abuse. Like me, it made him stronger and more empathetic thanks to the generous love of people like my parents, my son’s parents, and Ed’s foster parents.
If you happened to be riding past the Merriman farm in Westmoreland in the early 1960s, you may have seen him. He was the shirtless boy casually sitting on a milk cow he’d named “Pet”, eating a peanut butter and jam sandwich as the herd slowly filed under the Rt 233 bridge from field to farm to get milked.
Eddie lost his mother to cancer when he was three. His was a large family, five boys and two girls. Two of them didn’t survive childhood. Taking care of the children after his wife died was too much for his father to deal with so Eddie went to live with an uncle who passed him on to another uncle who passed him on to foster care at age five.
The first foster home was abusive. He was a bed wetter and they beat him for it using a milking machine hose on his back. His schoolteacher noticed blood coming through his shirt and reported it, so he was taken to a new home.
He went through many foster homes in a short period, changing schools five times in two years. Most of the homes were farms and he was expected to help with the work, to be seen and not heard, to stay in his room or play outside, and not come into the house. He felt unloved.
Ed says: “For two months one winter, I stayed in an orphanage in Utica. They’d pull your hair if you were talking. At mealtime, you’d get hit with a stick if you had your hands on the table or talked to someone. At Christmas time there were no gifts or trees. ‘This is Jesus’ birthday, not yours’ we were told. I was punished for bed wetting. I hated it there and ran away three times, usually going to the laundromat at the King Kole Plaza because it was warm there.
“The other foster homes I went to after that were okay, but they didn’t really love you or even talk to you. I felt like I was just there for the money. At one foster home, I built myself some wings and jumped off the garage roof, hoping to fly, or glide. Unfortunately, I just landed on the blacktop and broke both my ankles. I was in the hospital for a whole year getting them re-broken when they didn’t mend
straight. They didn’t use pins in those days. It was really painful!
“I finally ended up at the Merriman Farm in Westmoreland. I was terrified that I’d wet the bed and get beaten, so I tried to stay awake all night. Naturally, that didn’t work. After a few “accidents,” Mrs. Merriman set an alarm clock and said that when I heard it, I should get up and go to the bathroom. Well, one night I didn’t hear it, or wake up, and I had another accident. So, I was terrified. I was gonna hide the sheets, but she came in and simply said, “Accidents happen. We’ll do better tomorrow night.” I thought; where’s my beating? I couldn’t believe it! She cured me of bed-wetting in less than two weeks!
“I used to sneak food into the bedroom too, but eventually, she found it and said, are you still hungry? I didn’t answer. I figured that since I was caught stealing food, I would get a beating for it. Instead, she said, ‘If you’re hungry you can have all you want, any time. C’mon, I’ll fix you something.’
“I couldn’t believe they were so nice! They were the best thing that ever happened to me.
“I loved school there because there was always some fun (harmless) mischief to get into. But I wasn’t a good student. That was probably because we worked such long hours on the farm. I didn’t mind because they were so good to me. Stan (my foster father) would get me up at 4 am to do chores in the barn with him. The
first thing we’d do is start feeding the cows and getting things ready for milking. By 5 o’clock we’d start putting milk in the milk cans. It took about an hour and a half to milk them. By 6:30 am, Stan had to go in the house to clean up to go to his job driving a school bus. So, I was left with cleaning the manure out of the barn (we did that twice a day), and then I had to wash all the milk equipment before I could go to school. When I was sixteen and could drive, I also had a milk route. I’d pick up milk at neighboring farms in our stake truck. Your piano teacher’s farm was one of them, Peg. I’d load 30 - 35 cans of milk. Each one held 10 gallons so that’d be about 100 pounds apiece that I’d lift onto the truck. I’d grab two of them at a time because I wanted to hurry up. I’d take this load to the Dairylea Plant in Utica about ten miles away and load the cans on the conveyor. They were dumped, cleaned, and came back out
the conveyor at the oth er end. I’d load the empty cans back onto the truck, deliver them back to the farms, and then get to school.
“The first class was Agriculture, and it didn’t matter if I was late. When school got out at 3:15pm, I was always the first one off the bus because I lived only 2 miles from the school. I’d go in the house, grab a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and a glass of milk, change my clothes, and go back to the barn. Stan would get home from driving the school bus around 4:30 pm, and then we’d milk till about 6:30 pm and re-bed the cows for the night. We’d come in for supper around 7 pm. By the time we finished supper, I’d been up since 4 am and there was no way I could study! I had to go to sleep so I could get up and do it all over again…seven days a week. That’s why my high school marks were terrible. When I got to college though, I ended up with a 3.8 average because I had all the time in the world to study.
“Twice a day I climbed up to the top of the silo to throw silage down to fill a cart up. Then I’d climb down, feed half the cows, and empty it. Then I’d do for the other half. Twice a day we also had to shovel the manure in the gutter, then clean the gutters with shovels, load it in a manure spreader, spread the manure on the fields, and come back. It was all really hard work, but I loved it.
“One time, I thought I’d be smart and throw enough silage down the silo into the cart so I wouldn’t have to climb back up a second time. I kept throwing it down, throwing it down. Fi-
nally, I looked down and thought, “Yep, it looks like I’ve got enough.”. But it was more than enough! The silage was so high into the silo chute, I couldn’t get out. I jumped on it trying to pack it down, but I couldn’t get it down far enough! So, I was stuck and had to wait until Stan showed up and bellowed: “Where the hell are ya?” “I’m in the silo!” I yelled. I knew I was in big trouble because he’d told me not to do this. He moved the cart, the extra silage fell, and I was able to get out. But now we were way behind. He was really mad and chewed me out something terrible!
“Eventually, we got a brand-new automatic barn cleaner. I was thrilled. It was the best thing I’d ever seen in my life. Push a button and all the manure goes out the door and is loaded into the spreader. Then you just go out and spread it. But he told me to never, ever, leave it running without watching it. Well, one day against his advice I went into the milk house next door while it was running. When I looked back the whole thing had become a mess! The paddles and chain had broken and were all mixed up in the manure in the spreader! So, when Stan came home after driving the school bus, he saw me out in the field picking chain links and stuff out of the manure spreader. He had a few words to say about that! I was more than a little late for school that day.
“I was embarrassed sometimes by the dirt stains on my hands but came to realize that it’s a badge of honor to have the color of the earth on you, to witness that you know how to work.
“The best days of my life were on the Merriman Farm. I don’t think there’s a day in my life that I don’t think about Stan and Mrs. Merriman. Oh, Stan and I would argue, argue, argue, and eventually I realized that he just liked to argue –right or wrong, just to get me going! But I know deep in my heart that they got me on a better path and saved my life. •
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