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(Originally published on mofembot.com) Or perhaps not, though you seem like you must have been a nice place to visit. Among the nuggets in the latest minor paper shuffling-recording-tossing expedition was an entrance ticket to walk   The Flume , part of Franconia Notch State Park in New Hampshire, which we apparently saw on October 13, 1996, beginning at approximately 3 in the afternoon. Photos of the site look vaguely familiar, and I expect we took plenty of photos of our own, despite our still being so overwhelmingly hamstrung by the use of an analog film camera and all.  Franconia was also the site of the Old Man of the Mountain, a.k.a.   The Great Stone Face … before its geological demise on May 3, 2003. I expect we have a couple of photos of it, too. I do not recall if this was the same trip during which I went rock collecting, family reluctantly in tow — more digging amongst the papers may yet reveal tell-tale motel receipts or even an entrance ticket to...

(Originally published on mofembot.com) Unlike my entry for Franconia Notch , my endless sifting through the plethora of brochures and photos and papers and so on doesn’t always succeed in resurrecting memories. Two cases in point: 1. I found an early-1990s letter from Hunger Services Network in Pittsburgh thanking me for the donation of 60 dozen eggs. Um. I feel relatively certain that had I transported 720 eggs in our Honda Civic 4x4 from a farm to HSN’s distribution center, surely I would have remembered it! — OK, maybe not, but I ultimately figured out what to me is a more likely and reasonable explanation: I was doing paid and pro bono production editing for HSN at the same time I was the Mormon rep on the One Voice Against Racism interfaith council. My best guess is that one of the other religious leaders let it be known that someone in their congregation had all these eggs, but didn’t know what to do with them, so I provided the info about HSN, thereby facilitating ...