Linda Related to Duck.

Elizabeth Duck is Linda Rodd's 8th great grandmother.

Linda Rodd

Ted Rodd
her father

Lela Rodd
his mother

James Calvert
her father

Joseph Calvert
his father

John Calvert
his father

John Calvert
his father

Joseph Calvert
his father

Thomas Calvert
his father

Deborah Calvert (Harlan)
his mother

Elizabeth Duck
her mother

Mmmm, Pie

Here's what happens when you go blueberry picking and then make a pie. It gets eaten. Yummy.

Beeping Guitars

Saul' company, Harmonix, makes the cover of NYTimes Magazine.

These guys have hired lots of people in the Cambridge area. Saul seems to fit right in.
He says they have given him a task and the resources to do it, and have let him at it.
Audio Quality Assurance. I'm not sure he's working on the Beatles project.

I was looking at phono postcards from a link at Jess's Metafilter site.

Here were postcards that you could listen to from the early 20th century.
I believe that my dad pressed some of these that were inserted in the backs of books or other promotional materials. They were usually cheaply produced and did not bear much playing.
Read more of the story at http://www.lotz-verlag.de/Online-Disco-Phonocards.html

Kathy Lapan Camera Swap

Bob Immler, Michele Immler and their friend Kathy Lapan stayed with us on Thursday night before attempting their ride around Lake Champlain. Lou Bresee, Tim Parsons and I rode with them up toward the islands. We stopped in Colchester where Lou and I headed back.

From 2009 Bike Rides

Lou took this photo with Kathy's camera, which then wound up in my camera case.

Kathy is a school teacher in Guilford. She developed a curriculum for a one-room schoolhouse.
It turns out that Tim had been a principal in that system in the old days.

Bear the Malamute

Bruce Cunningham sent this photo of our old malamute, Bear, taken in 1981. He was a good dog. A bit aggressive, but very sweet with Linda and me. The kids had a more difficult time.

We got him from Manus (now Daniel) and Jill Pinkwater in North Carolina. His parents were Juno and Arnold. Arnold was a beautiful and quirky animal. Once we were taking care of him and he played the 'poor abused malamute' ploy by hiding under the kitchen table and complaining that we were beating the living shit out of him. I grabbed him and took him outside and had a firm discussion about appropriate malamute behavior.

Let me see if I can find a picture of these dogs.

Hornpipe at Point Bay Marina, Lake Champlain, Vermont