August 2, 2009

THE RECORD-REVIEW "Talk of the Town"


Where’s George? At dinner parties across Pound Ridge last Saturday night, this was the question. If you’re wondering where all of your money goes, check out www.where’ to track your dough as it circulates around town, the country and the world. You simply go to the website home page, enter the denomination, series (year) and serial number, as well as your ZIP code, then hit “submit.” To keep the trail going, write “where’” on the bill, spend it, then track it, baby. Once a bill is registered, the site reports where the bill goes, the distance traveled between locations, and any comments from finders. As of press time, Where’s George? tracked over 156 million bills totaling more than $845 million. Now that’s a lot of money to keep track of.

Speaking of weird/strange/fascinating/why am I doing this? websites, you might want to take a look at (that’s not a typo). Here you can search for all of the faces of anyone you’ve ever known or met in your entire life. Be honest. We know there’s someone out there whom you haven’t seen in a while and you’re wondering, “I wonder what s/he looks like now?” or “I wonder if s/he’s aging well.” This cyber-face search is high technology, literally, in your face.

We recently heard from Bill and Loretta Barker’s daughter, Charlene, who grew up in Pound Ridge from 1958 to 1979. Charlene, who now lives in Brooklyn, wrote to us to share a few fond remembrances about growing up in her family home on Old Stone Hill Road.

“Where does one begin sifting through the memories from one’s youth in a town like Pound Ridge? What stands out the most?” The memories can be triggered by the scent of newly cut green grass, or a song that just came out. “What immediately comes to mind was the large, hilly field (owned and maintained by the Marshall family) beyond our backyard. I played out there with friends throughout the four seasons. During the warmth of the summer months, my friends and I would be out in the field playing with our Barbie’s, Kiddles and Trolls. We would share in a simple picnic-lunch packed by our moms. One time my friends and I tried fishing at the pond, but we gave up when we discovered we were squeamish about using worms as bait. At other times my beloved dog, Angel, and I would scamper around the field. There was a sense of quiet and peace. I loved climbing the trees that bordered the crumbling stonewalls of our property, and creating adventures in my mind. As I climbed higher and higher, my dear Angel would watch from below, waiting for when I’d finally descend and give her cuddles. When I reflect on my childhood perspective, it was a terrific time … full of hope.”

Ben Dann is back from the prestigious rowing competition at the Henley Royal Regatta on the beautiful Thames River in Henley-On-Thames, Oxfordshire, England. The regatta, which attracts some of the world’s most formidable rowers, lasts for 5 days (Wednesday to Sunday) over the first weekend in July. Races are head-to-head knock out competitions, raced over a course of 1 mile, 550 yards (2,112 m). The straight course takes approximately 7 minutes to complete, and starts are scheduled every 5 minutes, so there can be two races happening simultaneously.

As 4 Seat with the Brown frosh, he competed hard all semester, winning eastern sprints in order to make it to Henley. “It’s a two-boat elimination until it gets down to two; so the more successful you are, the longer you get to row. In the beginning we were one of 32 boats. The last time I rowed at Henley, we were in two races and creamed, so I got to tour around the town until Sunday. This time was totally different competition-wise. It was super competitive. Elimination rowing is intense. You row hard because you just want to win and hold up that Temple Challenge Cup. Brown made it to the finals against the Princeton lightweights. It was an honor to be on my school’s boat and an honor to compete at Henley. Being there was like knowing something really significant was taking placing in my life.”

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