I remember piling into the car to go to the drive in-- $8.00 for a carload for a double feature! And then passing out before the second, more adult movie started.

I remember asking permission to ride my bike to downtown Francestown, NH as a young teenager... already loving the rides!

I remember riding up Crotched Mountain with my dad-- he taught us to traverse the road as it got steeper.

I remember building the most incredible forts out of the birch logs that were left in massive piles after we built our house. We'd build log-cabin style structures adjacent to giant, car sized boulders. Then we'd get on top of the boulders and play pirates, throwing pine cones, acorns and birch bark rings stuffed with red pine needles at each other.