It was the third week of July and it was still raining. The nonstop precipitation made it difficult to distinguish one storm from another, at least until the lightning strike that firmly planted this tempest into memory. The brilliant electric blue light filled the sky at precisely the same time as the deafening crash.
Mike has been connected to Nelson ever since he went on a blind date with Kathy French, in 1971. It didn’t take him long to get drafted into the Nelson workforce. Mike never forgot the pleasure of making things, which he had learned in high school woodshop starting at age 15.
A scholarship in the name of Albert Duvall Quigley, an artist, musician and framemaker from Nelson, New Hampshire, was established in 2017 at the New Hampshire Charitable Foundation. This article serves as a reminder for those who know about it, or new information for those who don't.
On a gorgeous fall day last week I decided to take a walk on the Holt Trail, which is accessed off the Kulish Ledge Trail. Both of these gorgeous trails are found off Old Stoddard Road at a parking area approximately 3½ miles from the center of town.
When I was a child, cemeteries always held a sense of somber grandeur to me. Today, as an adult on the far side of childhood, I live in Nelson, and I am privileged to know many of the stories associated with the people buried in our graveyards. I am also fortunate to serve as the chair of the Nelson Cemetery Board as we take the first steps toward building a new cemetery for the town.
The original Olivia Rodham Memorial Library was the inspiration of Mary Edwards Elliot, my maternal great-grandmother. it was dedicated in memory of her good friend and summertime neighbor, Olivia Rodham, a botanist and teacher at Swarthmore College.