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R. Linda:
For many years Tonya has been amused at the local news stories. To me, it isn't much different news than the small villages back in the Irish Republic put out, so I tend not to even bother reading them. And I don't have to, because me wife will regale me with what be going on anyway. So for over six years of being up here I thought I would let you know what life in the small state of beautiful New Hampshire be like, as far as the local news goes.
Mr. Hahn who lives out in a wooded section of town (doesn't everyone) was getting harassing phone calls. This happened eleven times in the course of 30 minutes and Mr. Hahn had had enough. He slammed out of the house and went to the next town over, had himself some lunch and came back thinking the harassment was done. But as he got out of his pickup he could hear his phone ringing off the hook. He stomped back in and well . . . you guessed it. The phone receiver was than taken off the hook for about 15 minutes when Hahn realised if there was a family emergency he'd miss it. So back the receiver was put and no sooner had it hit the cradle it was off and ringing. Now this was just too much for Hahn. He'd pick it up, and slam it down and still . . . well you know the drill. In between ringings, he called the local police. About an hour later a minion of the law pulled up to Hahn's house and sure enough the phone was still doing its thing and Hahn had no idea the officer was at the screen door, no Hahn had put cotton balls in his ears and then put the headset that he used when mowing his lawn over that. He had no clue the policeman was at the door and even better that dang phone was hardly audible. Well, Officer Kelly banging on the door FINALLY got Hahn's attention and in he was welcomed and shown straight to the noisy phone.
"I would pick it up and get this high pitched buzzing noise, almost made me deaf. I kept picking it up because I didn't know when someone I knew might be calling in between the harassment." Hahn complained.
Well, Officer Kelly called the phone company and soon the caller was traced and lo and behold it was a hospital in Chicago! Someone at the hospital had been attempting to dial a fax machine and put it on auto dial until the fax went through, which it never did. The police called the hospital and the fax machine was turned off and peace and serenity reigned at the Hahn home once again.
Yup, this got a lot of press it did. And why? Because nothing happens up here. Everyone is so spread out that any news is NEWS!
Speaking of the local constabulary (all two of them), they were summoned to our local post office (you remember that infamous place from prior blog stories) because two people were impeding the progress of local residents who were going in to pick up their mail. This was news R. Linda! Who would do such a thing? Well, seemed it was a couple of people from the big city of Manchester AKA The Big City (let me laugh now, if you've ever seen New Hampshire's largest city, you'd laugh too, it's ranked as the smallest city in the Northeast, not one single skyscraper, the locals affectionately call it Manch Vegas, which is a snide way of saying it is anything but exciting), anyway, these perpetrators of post office etiquette were handing out political literature when our police force of two, told them to move along. Yup. And this to me would be normal behaviour of our politically fired up First In The Nation State, so for the populace all 30 of them to complain about this handing out of leaflets at the local post office, which to people up here is like the water cooler congregating place to gossip, I'd not have given it much notice. But I guess because they know what's coming -- the media, camera crews, lots of out-of-staters, politicians and their entourages, and the worse, the blight of the highway all those placards with names of every one running from here to Kalamazoo lining the highways for a year! And the idiots, also from out of state, holding the self same placards up and waving them around on every street corner and shouting their candidates name or having you honk your horn if you are in favour of their man or woman to be elected or re-elected. Yeah, I see tempers are starting to flare already. Sigh.
Gabe
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R. Linda:
For many years Tonya has been amused at the local news stories. To me, it isn't much different news than the small villages back in the Irish Republic put out, so I tend not to even bother reading them. And I don't have to, because me wife will regale me with what be going on anyway. So for over six years of being up here I thought I would let you know what life in the small state of beautiful New Hampshire be like, as far as the local news goes.
Mr. Hahn who lives out in a wooded section of town (doesn't everyone) was getting harassing phone calls. This happened eleven times in the course of 30 minutes and Mr. Hahn had had enough. He slammed out of the house and went to the next town over, had himself some lunch and came back thinking the harassment was done. But as he got out of his pickup he could hear his phone ringing off the hook. He stomped back in and well . . . you guessed it. The phone receiver was than taken off the hook for about 15 minutes when Hahn realised if there was a family emergency he'd miss it. So back the receiver was put and no sooner had it hit the cradle it was off and ringing. Now this was just too much for Hahn. He'd pick it up, and slam it down and still . . . well you know the drill. In between ringings, he called the local police. About an hour later a minion of the law pulled up to Hahn's house and sure enough the phone was still doing its thing and Hahn had no idea the officer was at the screen door, no Hahn had put cotton balls in his ears and then put the headset that he used when mowing his lawn over that. He had no clue the policeman was at the door and even better that dang phone was hardly audible. Well, Officer Kelly banging on the door FINALLY got Hahn's attention and in he was welcomed and shown straight to the noisy phone.
"I would pick it up and get this high pitched buzzing noise, almost made me deaf. I kept picking it up because I didn't know when someone I knew might be calling in between the harassment." Hahn complained.
Well, Officer Kelly called the phone company and soon the caller was traced and lo and behold it was a hospital in Chicago! Someone at the hospital had been attempting to dial a fax machine and put it on auto dial until the fax went through, which it never did. The police called the hospital and the fax machine was turned off and peace and serenity reigned at the Hahn home once again.
Yup, this got a lot of press it did. And why? Because nothing happens up here. Everyone is so spread out that any news is NEWS!
Speaking of the local constabulary (all two of them), they were summoned to our local post office (you remember that infamous place from prior blog stories) because two people were impeding the progress of local residents who were going in to pick up their mail. This was news R. Linda! Who would do such a thing? Well, seemed it was a couple of people from the big city of Manchester AKA The Big City (let me laugh now, if you've ever seen New Hampshire's largest city, you'd laugh too, it's ranked as the smallest city in the Northeast, not one single skyscraper, the locals affectionately call it Manch Vegas, which is a snide way of saying it is anything but exciting), anyway, these perpetrators of post office etiquette were handing out political literature when our police force of two, told them to move along. Yup. And this to me would be normal behaviour of our politically fired up First In The Nation State, so for the populace all 30 of them to complain about this handing out of leaflets at the local post office, which to people up here is like the water cooler congregating place to gossip, I'd not have given it much notice. But I guess because they know what's coming -- the media, camera crews, lots of out-of-staters, politicians and their entourages, and the worse, the blight of the highway all those placards with names of every one running from here to Kalamazoo lining the highways for a year! And the idiots, also from out of state, holding the self same placards up and waving them around on every street corner and shouting their candidates name or having you honk your horn if you are in favour of their man or woman to be elected or re-elected. Yeah, I see tempers are starting to flare already. Sigh.
Gabe
Copyright © 2011 All rights reserved
