tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post2103555638047311214..comments2023-12-17T22:24:54.778-05:00Comments on taylorbakercousins: Happy Birthday Uncle Harold--An Algonquin Tale, by Jack KinsellaPat Herdeghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17049766276043715800noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-40135989969086160152008-06-01T22:25:00.000-04:002008-06-01T22:25:00.000-04:00OK, after reading the tales about that famous cano...OK, after reading the tales about that famous canoe trip I have to agree they were mostly true. But it gave short shrift to the story of the moose that almost stepped into our canoe. Ken Smith and I were in the lead canoe, Ken in the front, me in the rear. We were going up a very windy river that wound its way across a large marshy area. Suddenly I spied a large moose who I could see had every intention of crossing the river in front of us. Ken apparently didn't see it. I thought it would be great to be near the moose when he crossed in front of us so I started paddling as fast as I could. Finally, Ken saw the moose and he calculated the path he was on woulld take him across the center of our canoe so he started paddling backwards as fast as he could. The net result was we were both paddling as fast as we could and the canoe was standing still. Anyways, the moose crossed just in front of us and continued on to the other side of the marsh. <BR/> And THAT'S THE TRUTH!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-68360508084305121252008-05-28T07:03:00.000-04:002008-05-28T07:03:00.000-04:00I must confess that I get so busy laughing about t...I must confess that I get so busy laughing about the Algonquin trip that I forget the first part of the title.<BR/> <BR/>HAPPY BIRTHDAY HAROLD!<BR/>(a little late) <BR/>I love you a lot!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-17417691269156899612008-05-27T22:49:00.000-04:002008-05-27T22:49:00.000-04:00My father went on many of these trips to Algonquin...My father went on many of these trips to Algonquin, and looked forward to it with great anticipation each year. My mother had died by then, and Dad had remarried, but his connection to the Taylor family was still very, very strong, and Agnes was good about encouraging him to go. He had many good times. <BR/>After the bunch returned, each attendee wrote gave a review of their experiences that year. These stories were published in a newsy-book called "The Raven." I still have all the copies of it. I looked forward with great anticipation to receiving them, because by then I had moved to Colorado. As much as I wanted to join the fun sometime (Sue, I was envious of you that you actually went one year!), I really never could.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-35467192756435525622008-05-27T21:09:00.000-04:002008-05-27T21:09:00.000-04:00Oh my I am still laughing at that story. I can ju...Oh my I am still laughing at that story. I can just see that satisfied gotcha smile on Uncle Harolds face - that he had even when he was the recepient of the joke.<BR/><BR/>What wonderful memories to share.<BR/><BR/>DianaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-33049884181129070102008-05-27T20:10:00.000-04:002008-05-27T20:10:00.000-04:00By the way, there was another version of the famou...By the way, there was another version of the famous saying "I don't get mad, I get even" that was heard during this trip. After Harold tried various tricks to get back at us boys, all to no avail, we told him his version of the saying must be: "I don't get even, I get mad" - that of course made him laugh harder and try harder but he never matched our coup with the water bucket.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-15424244455306962272008-05-26T20:55:00.000-04:002008-05-26T20:55:00.000-04:00I can't believe that more of you Algonquin crew ha...I can't believe that more of you Algonquin crew have not chosen this venue to "spill the beans!" Each trip when they arrive back at the cottage, dirty, grubby, bewhiskered, their Faces are also wreathed in smiles of pure contentment!!! Now we want to hear about the other tricks that were pulled!!! CBAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-50051939530428301142008-05-20T13:17:00.000-04:002008-05-20T13:17:00.000-04:00Yeah, but it was a blast to slide down the waterfa...Yeah, but it was a blast to slide down the waterfall, and so much better to ruin the boat cushions than our backsides!<BR/><BR/>Great pictures with this story. Thanks so much, Dad!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2412556112231214747.post-10083974518367820022008-05-20T11:34:00.000-04:002008-05-20T11:34:00.000-04:00After every Algonquin trip, the attendees all wrot...After every Algonquin trip, the attendees all wrote about it and we put them in a folder. On the cover of the folder was the name we chose for that particular trip. The name of this 1983 one was "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs!"<BR/>As you see in one of the pictures, we used boat cushions to slide down the waterfall. What I didn't mention is that we ruined several of the cushions doing this and had to buy new ones. <BR/>JackAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com