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Hurricane Sandy, and other things

It’s Monday morning here in Southern New Hampshire. Hurricane Sandy is spinning and moving in towards land in the Northeast. School has been cancelled here in our town today. All youth hockey practices have been cancelled today/tonight for our youth program. As hockey players/parents know, hockey never gets cancelled. Needless to say, this is HUGE.

I have a son at Dartmouth College in Hanover, NH, which currently, is further from the storm than the rest of us. This storm is massive and will affect thousands of miles of land in the U.S. and Canada. Activities and classes are running as scheduled at Dartmouth today.

I have a son at Central Connecticut State University in New Britain, CT. Classes and activities there have already been closed for today and tomorrow. They are expecting wind gusts as high as 65-70 miles per hour today and into tomorrow. Naturally, I’m worried. He’s just upset there’s no team weightlifting for baseball today.

My wife is at work, unfortunately. Fidelity, like hockey, rarely, if ever, gets shut down. Hopefully she’ll return safely to us very soon.

Here, we have things tied down. We have prepared as best we can. I’m worried about the two oak trees closest to the house in the back yard. They’re both going to be blowing toward the house as today’s wind patterns intensify.

These things are visible, tangible, and only so much of it is within our control. So, I pray as I can only control so much. As much as I worry or share concern here, some 600+ miles from here lies another concern. My uncle is in the hospital, recovering from a knee replacement, and two days later, a heart attack. He’s been hanging by threads, many of which we cannot see. He has his family with, and around him. They are the threads we can see. Thousands of prayers for his recovery and God’s will, continue to be prayed. Please get well soon.

Hurricane Sandy 10-29-2012
(photo by University of Wisconsin)


Hurricane Sandy
(Courtesy the Wall Street Journal)


Hurricane Sandy
(photo by University of Wisconsin)

Moving Week

It’s a little bit different this time, Steve and Ryan are both going to college in the Northeast. Also, for the first time, they both moved into their respective schools in the same week. Last year, Steve and I drove across the United States to help Ryan move into an apartment located in Fremont, California for his freshman year at Ohlone College. Nearly two weeks later we moved Steve in for his sophomore year at Dartmouth College.

This year, Ryan is a sophomore, he transferred to Central Connecticut State University, in large part, to play Division I baseball, while getting his degree. Steve just completed his Sophomore Summer at Dartmouth. He had a whopping THREE whole days off and had to report back to campus yesterday to move in, and to start his UGA (called RA’s at other schools) requirements. Steve is now starting his 8th term (he’s a Junior) at Dartmouth. Steve used one of his three days between terms to help move his brother in at CCSU. Thank you Steve.

So, both young men are moved in at their respective school. Ryan has started classes and has already been hitting and throwing on the turf field at CCSU. Steve is spending this weekend with other UGA’s and they are at a camp in Vermont right now.

It’s still difficult to say good-bye. I guess it gets a little bit easier, maybe. Only because there’s more time from one late summer to the next to realize they’re growing up. There’s more time to let reality blur yesterdays images into a fading montage of life as it once was. There are many moments to ponder such things and to come to grips with the evolution of youth into manhood. Ya, it’s not really any easier to say good-bye.

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Steve helps Ryan set up his laptop with a back up drive.

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Ryan and Steve discuss some technology while moving Ryan in.

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All moved in. Ryan and Steve pose for me. You’ll see that Ryan’s double here at CCSU is smaller than Steve’s single at Dartmouth. Either way, it’s home for now.

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The moving crew for Steve’s return to Dartmouth. What a great group!

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The twins wanted to be a part of the picture, sort of. We didn’t set up Steve’s room as completely as we did Ryan’s. This was because Steve had to meet with the UGA’s, then get on a bus to Vermont. This left us just a few moments to have some lunch with Steve at the 1953 Commons (a cafeteria dedicated by the Class of ’53).

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Thanks Steve, for taking a moment to take a picture with me. I am glad we could be there with you. The twins thought it was the greatest thing, to help “Steve go to college”.

Moving Day

As the winter wears on and time passes without my two oldest boys around, I think about them, and I miss them. I think back to times we have spent together. I also think back and re-visit some of the times we had the chance to say good-bye.

This is a little note I wrote in September 2010. This was my first moving day. Moving my oldest son into his dorm at Dartmouth for his freshman year. Sue and I loaded our cars and set off to move Steve in. This is the original note from start to finish.

Sue and I took Steve to Dartmouth yesterday. It was a great day and we had a wonderful time. Honestly I was so happy to see Steve’s face and the happiness in his eyes right from the moment we pulled up to his new home on campus. We drove up in 2 cars as to fit all of Steve’s things in one trip. Steve rode with me. I was doing pretty well with all this until this afternoon. I think it went something like this.

We pulled onto East Dunbarton Road like hundreds of rides we’d taken and more,
we laughed and talked on the way, like so many rides before.
The miles flew by and time passed quickly, in no time we were pulling off the highway.
Suddenly I wanted time to stop. I wasn’t ready for moving day.
As we pulled to the front of the dorm, we were greeted with smiles and direction.
Steve’s eyes lit up like this school he chose was a fit of perfection.
The move in was easy, so well thought out, it took no time at all.
Next thing I knew we were walking to lunch at the nearby dining hall.
We ate, we talked, we laughed some more, then headed to the arena for the President’s greeting.
As I sat there listening, I tried not to notice my time with Steve was fleeting.
Next, it was off to the field house for the information expo, the last event on the list.
We checked it all out and took a look around to make sure nothing was missed.
We talked a lot as we walked across campus to the closest school store.
We spent some time shopping but I wasn’t ready for what awaited outside that door.
We walked outside together and started for the cars while Steve headed to his new place.
He had events to attend so it was time to leave, the moment I wanted not to face.
We waited at the curb for our son, our boy now a young man, to come say good-bye.
As I hugged him, we spoke, I could see how pleased he was and as I nervously laughed, I wanted to cry.
As I got in the car the joy in his eyes was obvious as he welcomed this new element.
He’s not all grown up yet, but he’s getting close and I am feeling it all, a Dartmouth Parent.
Steve I know you will be awesome and will truly have the time of your life. I am proud of you and love you very much. Don’t change. You are wonderful young man. Love, Dad