Category: Our Neighbors

“The lowest ebb is the turn of the tide.”

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

“When we step into the family, by the act of being born, we do step into a world which is incalculable, into a world which has its own strange laws, into a world which could do without us, into a world we have not made. In other words, when we step into the family we step into a fairy-tale.”

G.K. Chesterton

I am sad to report that Anne Harriman, 79, died on Sunday Jan. 22, 2012 at Morristown Memorial Hospital in Morristown, NJ. Anne and her family have spent over 30 years enjoying Huletts Landing in Indian Bay on Lake George.

She was born in the Hells Kitchen section of New York City, and lived in Oakland, NJ before moving to Sparta in 1968. She was a homemaker and also worked as a secretary for North Glenn Construction of Mt. Lakes and for Clay Adams in Parsippany, NJ.

She is survived by her husband of 58 years William “Bill” Harriman, as well as her four children and their spouses, Charles and Nanci of Peapack, NJ, Cynthia Harriman and Edward Prendeville of Morris Township, Anne and Douglas Berry of Rockaway, and Barbara Harriman – Pauls and Patrick Pauls of Denville, NJ. She is also survived by her ten grandchildren Jonathan Harriman, Benjamin Harriman, Charles Harriman, Emma Harriman, Alexandra Almour, Annemarie Berry, Madison Berry, Maximillian Berry, Sean Pauls and William Pauls, as well as her Mother Anna Czarnecki of Randolph, NJ.

Donations are being accepted to St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital P. O. Box 3704 Memphis, TN 38173-0704

“It is under the greatest adversity that there exists the greatest potential for doing good, both for oneself and others.”

Dalai Lama

Thank you for supporting the Huletts Current over the last three years and here’s to a successful and joyous 2012 for everyone.

May 2012 be a year filled with happiness and success in all your endeavors.

See you in 2012!

Angels Announcing the Birth of Christ to the Shepherds
Govert Teunisz Flinck
1639
The Louvre, Paris

I take this opportunity to wish everyone a joyous, happy and safe holiday season, and a new year filled with happiness and success in all your endeavors.

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“Imagine all the people living life in peace. You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us, and the world will be as one.”

John Lennon

A statue of William Bradford, a Mayflower “Pilgrim” and Governor of the Plymouth Colony in Plymouth, Massachusetts.

I would like to extend my sincere wishes that each of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving.

For a little enjoyment, read this list of notable Pilgrim descendants.

The Bridge Builder
By: Will Allen Dromgoogle

An old man going a lone highway,
Came, at the evening cold and gray,
To a chasm vast and deep and wide.
Through which was flowing a sullen tide
The old man crossed in the twilight dim,
The sullen stream had no fear for him;
But he turned when safe on the other side
And built a bridge to span the tide.

“Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim near,
“You are wasting your strength with building here;
Your journey will end with the ending day,
You never again will pass this way;
You’ve crossed the chasm, deep and wide,
Why build this bridge at evening tide?”

The builder lifted his old gray head;
“Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said,
“There followed after me to-day
A youth whose feet must pass this way.
This chasm that has been as naught to me
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be;
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building this bridge for him!”

Source: Father: An Anthology of Verse (EP Dutton & Company, 1931)