The wildlife of Jessup's Neck

Webmaster Dan writes:
It's become one of the must-dos of our visits to eastern Long Island: Feed the chickadees on Jessup's Neck.

The Morton Wildlife Refuge on the neck between Noyac and Little Peconic bays is home to many varieties of birds, to deer and rabbits and chipmunks and many other animals. But it's the chickadees who've become the boldest around humans. Stand by the bushes with sunflower seeds in your outstretched hand and there's a good chance a chickadee will land right on your fingertips to grab a seed or two.

Here's a montage of photos and video clips from two visits to Jessup's the week of August 9. Enjoy.



And remember, if you go there to feed the birds, they prefer sunflower seeds.

Genevieve's bridal shower

Genevieve, her bridal party and other female relatives and friends gathered at Bistro Citron in Scarsdale on Saturday (Aug. 15) for a luncheon and shower. Her cousin Shanna has posted some photos on her Facebook page; here are a couple of those pictures. Above, Genevieve poses with her bridesmaids; below, she opens gifts.

Becky joins new RIT classmates on Adirondack trek

Becky, who will soon start her freshman year at Rochester Institute of Technology, was among six incoming students who took part in a "pre-orientation" program that involved a backpacking excursion in the Adirondack Mountains.



The RIT University News web site carried this photo (Becky's at the far right, we think) and an article about the adventure:

According to Rebecca Andrew, one of the first participants in what is expected to be an annual pre-orientation adventure called FACEtime, it was an experience of a lifetime.

“I feel like I have met my new best friends for my upcoming college years and longer,” says Andrew. “It’s wonderful how open and real people get without so many modern distractions. I got to know some truly extraordinary people and had tons of fun trekking through the woods with them.”

See the full article here.

Tubing on Noyac Bay

Captain Ted took a bunch of crazy kids tubing on Noyac Bay on Aug. 12. Check out the fun as Patrick, his friend Kyle, his sister Genevieve and cousins Andy and Christine take turns splashing across the water.

Endless summer in Noyac, Chapter 51 (Updated with more photos)

Daniel and Lorraine's four "kids" were all in Noyac for a few hours on Saturday, Aug. 8, meeting up at Long Beach and later gathering at Kathy & Ted's vacation house for pizza and conversation.

Here the original "Birch Street Six" pose for a photo:



For the record: It was 50 years ago this month that this gang first spent a summer vacation on Birch Street in Noyac (excepting Kevin, who made his debut a couple years later).

The latest gathering came as Dan, Julie, Christine and Andy were beginning a week's vacation on Pine Neck. Kathy and Ted were enjoying having their whole family there for several days before Genevieve heads out to California for a job interview and Vivien returns to Cornell. Patrick had a friend visiting as well, so it was a full house. Brien was spending the week on the island too, visiting with Mom and Dad at the original "Fair Play" cottage. Kevin, Kathy, Shanna and Kevin were just out for the day, and picked a good one with sunny warm weather.

Here are a few more photos from the day:

What we did on our Jersey Stay-cation

Webmaster Dan writes:

Our "stay-cation" week of day trips in and around New Jersey turned out to be a lot of fun. Along with trips to the Jersey Shore and the Camden aquarium, we checked out the amazing variety of rocks at the Franklin Mineral Museum...



...including this large display of rocks that fluoresce under UV light.

It was an amazing sight when the overhead lights were turned off so the rocks seemed to glow in the dark.



We also visited the Lakota Wolf Preserve near the Delaware Water Gap, where four packs of Tundra, Timber and Arctic wolves thrive in a natural setting.





And we ventured out-of-state to Philadelphia. There we checked out the Rodin Museum, which has the largest collection of the French sculptor's works outside Paris...



...strolled along Ben Franklin Parkway to the steps of the Philadelphia Museum of Art...



...and toured the Franklin Institute's special exhibit on Galileo. (No photos were allowed there, but here's a link to the exhibit's site.)

Next stop: Noyac for our annual week of beaching and boating. Hope to see many of you there!

Greetings from Charleston

Owen writes: I promised some Charleston photos and here they are. The first one is our house, the others are from around the city.

We are enjoying our time here - it is truly a beautiful, historic city. We no sooner leave and are looking forward to our next trip back.

An aquarium adventure in NJ (Updated with video)

Xander and his mom, Marie, joined Grandpa Dan, Julie, Aunt Christine and Uncle Andy for a visit to the Adventure Aquarium in Camden.

Here's a selection of photos...



And check out the video from inside the Shark Tunnel:

Splashing in the surf at the Jersey Shore

Dan, Julie, Christine and Andy are enjoying a week of "stay-cation," taking day-trips around New Jersey. So far they've paddled canoes on a lazy river, splashed in the ocean, checked out an amazing collection of rocks and minerals and visited a wolf preserve.

More details and photos later. For now, here's a clip of Christine and Andy frolicking in the waves at the Jersey Shore. (No, that's not one of us parasailing in the background.)

Chris, Stephanie visit the grands in Rehoboth

Hugh writes:

Chris and Stephanie spent three days with Grandmother Dolores and Grandfather Hugh at Rehoboth Beach last week.

On Saturday their mother Cathy came to pick them up and had some quality beach time too.

We dipped our feet in the ocean, saw some sand castles under construction, and enjoyed a stroll on the Rehoboth Boardwalk.

Cape Cod update: Lizzie heads to high school

While vacationing in Charleston, S.C., Owen and Tish send along this update:

On June 22, Lizzie graduated with High Honors and the Service Award from Nathaniel H. Wixon Middle School in South Dennis, Mass.

Receiving her diploma

With big brother Gerrit

Lizzie then spent three weeks participating in the Dennis-Yarmouth Regional High School Academic Leadership Institute, and assisting at the Cape Ballet Theatre Workshop.

More news and photos from Charleston coming soon

Celebrating and relaxing with a cruise

Dan and Eyvonne aboard a Carnival Cruise ship. To celebrate brother Ozzie's 21st birthday, and Dan's birthday, both in late July, they along with Anne Marie and Os took a cruise to Catalina and to Ensenada, Mexico.

On board the ship it was "tons of food, hanging out by the pool, etc.," Dan said. "Then when you stop you get off and do touristy things." The Catalina stop was a lot of fun, he said. "We took a 'semi-submersible' boat tour."

At the Mexican stop "it was like being in a big open air market, with people aggressively trying to get you to buy the most useless junk," but they took a bus tour out of town that included a stop at "La Bufadora" - a marine geyser.


Dan has a few more weeks to relax before resuming his studies at San Jose State University.

Andy back from a week in the woods

Andy returned home Saturday from a week at a Boy Scout camp in the Adirondacks. His Troop 33 from Fanwood spent the week at Sabbatis Adventure Camp in Long Lake, N.Y.


Frankly he didn't like the camp as much as those his troop has gone to in past summers. But he says he did enjoy being with his friends and "the wacky hijinks that ensued." And he completed some merit badge requirements that will help him earn his First Class rank this fall.

Check back - we may get pictures from the troop

Shanna fast-tracking toward Master's

Shanna has completed one class and started another as she gets a head start on her studies toward a Master's degree in childhood education.

"This class ends towards the end of August and then I have about a week off before starting my Fall semester at Mercy College," she said.

Shanna also took and received a high score on the Liberal Arts and Science Test (LAST), one of three tests needed to become a certified teacher in New York State.

See previous story

Andy on drums in "School of Rock" concert

Andy spent the past week at a "School of Rock" summer performance camp, and on Friday he joined the other camp-goers for a concert at the Sam Ash Music store in Springfield, N.J.

The musicians ranged in age from 9 to 16. After just one week of rehearsing daily, they took the stage in various groups of about five to eight players per song to play rock classics, including these two featuring Andy on drums:

Jimi Hendrix's "Purple Haze"



and the Beatles' "Helter Skelter"

Doug and Lisa pick a Vegas condo

Now that Doug will be working in the Las Vegas area for the next couple of years, he and Lisa have found a place to live. After a bit of shopping they picked a nice 2-bedroom condo. This is the view of the complex from their balcony.


Doug is moved in, and Lisa plans to join him in the fall once Becky heads to college at Rochester Institute of Technology.

Moon over Birch Street

We sat in the living room of the cottage on Birch Street in Noyac, straining to see and hear what was happening on the Moon.

Mom and dad, Kathy, Brien, Kevin and I were huddled around the little black-and-white TV we'd brought out from Yonkers for the occasion. We didn't usually watch television when were in "the country," but we had to watch this. The antenna could only pick up one decent signal -- Channel 8 in New Haven, Conn. -- so we watched ABC's coverage, with anchorman Frank Reynolds and science reporter Jules Bergman.

Watch brief excerpts from ABC's coverage

Between the low quality of the transmissions from the Moon, and the shaky signal from across Long Island Sound, it was difficult at times to follow just what was happening. Meanwhile I was trying to get the important moments on audio tape -- using a cassette recorder with a nasty habit of tangling the tape. My attention was divided between the screen and the wheels going around on the recorder.

The scratchy voice of Neil Amstrong said something about the LEM... and the cassette's take-up reel stuck. I quickly stopped the machine, popped out the cassette to straighten the tape, pushed it back in and resumed the recording. Of course, it was in that instant that Armstrong said: "That's one small step for a man..."

So the audiotape record that I was so intent on creating captured the historic moment thusly: "I'm stepping down from the LEM now. (CLICK POP) One giant leap for mankind."

I've felt guilty ever since that my fussing with the recorder distracted the rest of the family from that magic moment. Hopefully they were all ignoring me and focusing on the screen. Of course, the famous words have been replayed over and over in the years since. Meanwhile that cassette is probably in a box in our storage locker. But it would be hard to find a machine to play it on.

Waiting for the next step

This editorial by Dan ran in Monday's Star-Ledger.



It seemed like the future had truly arrived when Neil Armstrong’s boot touched the surface of the Moon 40 years ago tonight.

Those of us now of a certain age remember watching, enthralled, as the historic events unfolded in blurry black-and-white images on our 14-inch TV screens.

We knew we were living at the dawn of a new age when space travel would become commonplace and mankind would expand its realm beyond its home planet. It was only a matter of time.

Would be it 10 years, we wondered, or maybe 20, before we were all zipping around in rocket cars, taking weekend jaunts to our moon and vacations to Jupiter’s?

Countless TV shows, books and movies put our dreams into words and images. We imagined space travel as adventurous ("Star Trek"), mind-blowing ("2001: A Space Odyssey") and terrifying ("Alien"). David Bowie sang of it as captivating ("I think my spaceship knows which way to go") and Elton John as mundane ("All this science, I don’t understand/it’s just my job five days a week").

What we could not imagine, back then, was that we’d remain Earthbound. Yet come December, we will mark 37 years since the last time humans ventured to the Moon, or anywhere beyond Earth orbit.

Faced with the enormous costs of human space flight, we have settled for half-measures; we go, but not boldly. U.S. Space Shuttle and Russian Soyuz flights bring astronauts and scientists to the International Space Station for research programs that, however valuable scientifically, don’t inspire the public the way those Moon missions did.

NASA keeps the dreams alive: It has plans for new manned missions to the Moon by 2020, construction of a lunar outpost and research station, and then — someday — missions to Mars. Buzz Aldrin, the New Jersey native who stepped out on the Moon just after Armstrong, thinks we could get to the red planet in another 20 years if we put our minds and energy into it.

But there isn’t that kind of money in NASA’s budget, and at a time of economic recession when we're arguing over how to pay our medical bills, flights to Mars seem almost as fanciful now as they did pre-Apollo.

Meanwhile, technological advances — many of them spurred at least indirectly by the space program — have changed modern life in ways we did not imagine in 1969. We bounce signals off satellites in high orbit so a robot voice can tell us which street to turn on to get to the electronics store. There we can buy a hand-held device with more computing power than NASA mission control had for the Apollo missions.

Those black-and-white TV’s with antennas are now obsolete, replaced by digital high-definition screens on which we can watch . . . Well, a few of us saw last week’s lift off of Shuttle Endeavour, but we’re guessing a lot more people were watching SportsCenter.

The death of Walter Cronkite, for many of us the narrator of the lunar adventure -- which he later called "the most extraordinary story of our time" -- adds poignancy to today's anniversary.

Someday, assuredly, people will gaze at their LED screens (or whatever the latest version of television may be) and watch mankind take another giant leap into the future.

The question is whether it will happen in the lifetime of anyone who watched Armstrong’s one small step.