A short man who cast a long shadow

To all….This is to re-confirm that there will be a Memorial Service for Bertram E. Kelley on Saturday, 9/18/21 at 1:00 PM at the Noank Baptist Church, with a reception to follow in the downstairs meeting room. The memorial article below by Lacy and myself is printed in this week’s Mystic Times. Ed J ————— 

Notes from the Old Noank Jail by Ed and Lacy Johnson

                            A short man who cast a long shadow                                                                     

We lost a good friend and wonderful guy to work with at the end of August when Bertram “Bert” E. Kelley, life member and fire police officer of both the Noank and Oakdale fire departments, died of cancer. For some of us, our lives will never be the same without him.

Bert held onto the down-east accent and dry wit from his formative years in Maine. He became a navy sonar technician in 1947 and wed his “copilot,” Alice Gaudreault, in South Berwick, a few years later. Bert served in the Korean War and left the navy in 1955. They set down roots close to Bert’s parents, who’d moved to Connecticut, and raised four kids in Montville. 

When Bert’s parents passed away, he and Alice relocated to their home in Noank. The senior Kelleys were well known for their festive outdoor Christmas light display… you couldn’t miss it from space! Not to be outdone, Bert added to the yard decorations and then turned his efforts inside with a large electric train set that took up half the living room. 

Ed first worked with Bert when Ed was busy trying to control traffic for the Noank Fire Department’s centennial anniversary parade in 1995. The route included the village and ended at Esker Point Beach. Understandably, residents of Groton Long Point weren’t pleased about waiting. Bert jumped out of his car and asked if he could help. Though he’s a dozen years Ed’s senior, Bert bounced around like a young buck. They made quite the pair… Ed a lumbering Herman Munster lookalike, Bert a spry leprechaun. Ed used to kid Bert that his size made him harder for drivers to notice… he needed to wave his arms. Bert would reply that he was the perfect height… Ed made for a much larger, slower target, so he’d get hit first.

After 57 years of marriage, Alice passed away in 2007. Bert was crushed but kept right on enjoying life as best he could, continuing to also work full-time as a security guard, always on his feet walking around or supervising roads. He took his “vacation” days to walk around the mansions in Newport, RI. His son, Peter, and wife, Heidi, moved in to help around the house. Needless to say, the Christmas displays continued to expand inside and out. Bert stayed on with Noank Fire Police and adapted to newer equipment and modern regulations… heavier tourist traffic kept him happily bustling about town.

We will always remember Bert for his indomitable spirit, friendly disposition, and wry sense of humor. We know he is already sorely missed by his family… especially his grandchildren, great-grandchildren, and, yes, great-great grandchildren who called him “Beepa.” Bert fit a lot into 93 years on earth. Noank was lucky to have him as long as we did.

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Letter to CT Transportation Committee 2/16/2021

To: Senator Cassano, Representative Lamar and all members of the Transportation Committee………

From: Edward R. Johnson, Groton, CT 06340         E-mail: ed_johnson@tvcconnect.netRe: House Bill # 5423 – (concerns expansion of Passenger Train Service, along with Ground Transportation, for Eastern CT)

Date for submission: by Friday 2/19/2021 at 10:00 AM – ZOOM Meeting

I am unable to attend the above ZOOM meeting due to a medical appointment. I am in favor of the passage of Bill 5423, as follows:

1) I have been in favor of rail expansion in CT ever since our family moved here full time in 1978. I supported a “Light Rail” movement back in the 1970’s and 1980’s when I realized the need for better local transportation efficiency. Hopefully, more progress can be made with this newer, more comprehensive approach.

2) During my 80 years of life, I’ve lived in Boston, New Haven, Philadelphia, New York City and in NJ suburbs near Newark, before moving to Groton. In all those areas, I witnessed large transportation systems which, in my opinion, far surpassed the quality of mass transportation compared with what I have seen in SE Connecticut. In all cases, rail was a very key factor in the movement of large populations. In many cases, public transportation was more efficient, convenient and less expensive than using private automobiles. 

3) H.B. 5423 addresses our local concerns with high traffic congestion and related carbon emissions, and it serves to benefit our commuter traffic especially during peak workload hours. It comes at a time when our transportation needs will increase manifold due to the massive increase in production at Electric Boat in the next several years. This will affect the entire surrounding region which will include New London, Groton Town & City, as well as Ledyard and Stonington.

4) There are two areas requiring attention to rail service expansion, one being East-West and the other being North-South. This would benefit and expand both passenger and freight services to and from our CT area.   

a) The first is based on using existing RR tracks in order to expand services offered by the Shore Line East operation into more passenger pick-up/drop off facilities from Westerly, Stonington, Mystic, and Groton to New London. This would also co-ordinate with existing services serving Boston, Providence, New Haven and New York.    

b) The second would be to utilize the existing tracks, belonging to Providence-Worcester RR, that presently extend from Groton and the East bank of the Thames River which would initially connect Electric Boat and Pfizer with the Navy Sub Base. Those same tracks exist north for future commuter and freight expansion which could connect Norwich and then Massachusetts.   

c) Both of the above systems have a “tie in” involving 3 parallel tracks in Groton where transfers can be made at Groton in a new station that can be constructed to support the 3 existing tracks.

5) Present vehicle traffic and parking in Groton is already being maxed out during key commuting periods. This is due to a large percentage of EB personnel living outside of Groton. A larger local workforce will create more congestion and carbon emissions, resulting in a negative economic condition. HB 5423 will actually help reduce highway congestion, emissions and road maintenance, even with the anticipated increased workforce.

6) I mentioned that I am now 80 years old. I still want to be able to travel in the northeast region, but would prefer to use public transportation for the simple reason that it will be safer for me than driving a car. I like to live as independently as possible, and am realistic enough to know that driving a car will not be practical for me in a few years.

Obviously, for all of the above reasons, I am in favor of HB 5423. I sincerely hope that it will pass. Thank you all for your time.

Edward R. Johnson                                   Tuesday, February 16, 2021

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Noank looses a great man

Notes from the Old Noank Jail                        by Lacy and Ed Johnson          Groton  looses  a  great  man  

After we moved to the Noank area by the 1980’s, we met a dedicated, long-time member of the Groton Town Council who focused some energy on the subject of littering.

Woe betide the miscreants who casually tossed their coffee cups or sandwich wrappers out their car window as they drove along Rt 1 if Councilor Edward Eckelmeyer was driving nearby. He would follow their car, pull up next to them and introduce himself. He would then politely but firmly request that they return to find and properly dispose of their discarded trash.

Naturally, Ed had recorded their license plates and could report them…so they usually co-operated. The end result was that there was a noticeable reduction in littering around the Groton area. Word got around pretty quickly to be more careful with trash and to treat our surroundings with more respect…which was always Ed’s underlying message.

We first met Ed at the Noank Baptist Church, helping to solve a problem with drainage under the Meeting House. We needed someone who had good technical knowledge of the building and would be both capable and willing to crawl underneath the structure in wet, narrow spaces to locate problems. Not surprisingly, there were no immediate volunteers for this task.

Enter Edward Eckelmeyer, with a BS in Electrical Engineering plus an MBA, a solid career with RCA, Harris Graphics and Electric Boat, with experience designing devices for underwater exploration and  a patent for an uninterrupted printing process. Ed proceeded to analyze our problem, opened the floor hatch, turned on his portable searchlight and crawled around in sub-basement dampness during at least 2 days….as a volunteer. When he finished, wet and dirty, he gave us first hand reports to make proper repairs to the utility systems.

We were to learn later just how extensive Ed’s work had been, and in so many areas of expertise …serving as RCA adviser to the Burmese & Korean Air Forces… as an EB electrical engineer of research submarine NR-1 for Robert Ballard to explore undersea wreaks….and as a rowing shell rigger and maintainer for his daughter’s University of Virginia crew team after he “retired” from “regular” work.

Ed was a man of many interests… working on the family house, building furniture, camping out, hiking, boating, SCUBA diving and operating his HAM radio. He was a solid family man, devoted to his wife, Barbara, and their daughters. We were sad when they moved to New Jersey to be closer to their family members,  and we were sadder still to learn of Ed’s passing in early January 2021.

What we’ll remember most about Ed was his friendly, personable attitude and his ability to discuss may subjects on many levels. We’ll miss the frequent walks that he and Barbara would take around Noank and our frequent conversations in the street as they came by our house. We always felt better after visiting with them, even for just a short while.

R.I.P….and thank you, Ed Eckelmeyer, for everything you did……

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Notes from the Old Noank Jail: How to devalue your property and keep taxes low

Published September 30. 2020 3:07PM -New London DAY

Ed and Lacy Johnson, Special to The Times

As many of us are aware, there may be property revaluations in Groton, which can impact our taxes in the near future.

It is a complicated process directed by multiple factors, such as how much a nearby property may have cost a new neighbor. With the boom of real estate sales, partially due to the coronavirus pandemic, some folks might be worried about these tax hikes.

So, we’ve revamped some previous advice from a few years ago to give you a head start.

Make sure you have laundry hanging across every room, and if piles of clothes and random papers are available, those should fill up the floors nicely.

Feeling crowded makes people want to escape faster. Don’t worry, the jail has plenty of clutter if you need some. We don’t do laundry or dishes all that often.

Old cars in front of the house, preferably rusty with the hood up and at least one wheel off, can do wonders to create that “low key” neighborhood appearance. If asked, state that the cars are “works in progress.” A slight gasoline smell adds a touch of authenticity, and an open bait barrel nearby will speed up the survey process considerably. If you can do it at low tide, you’re truly a master.

Don’t paint your house at all, especially the exterior. Let it crack and fade. Let the deck rot; let the boards creak and crackle.

Meanwhile, form a local neighborhood association dedicated to creating an “ethereal” ambiance for all nearby houses.

Have at least two broken window panes in prominent areas, covered with different shades of duck tape, for that “temporary perpetual maintenance” look. And don’t touch any spider webs: they’re perfect just the way they are and provide ecologically sound insect abatement.

An unkempt backyard filled with dirty old boat hulls, rusty engines, and crab grass will really bring the whole ensemble together. If you’ve got insect or animal nests at your disposal, make sure they’re featured at eye level. Nothing screams decrepitude like the presence of unchecked infestations.

You know those luscious gardens you’ve been working on for decades? It’s time to naturalize some good old ivy and wisteria right around the front door.

Get them climbing and the appraiser might not even be able to find the entrance.

Finally, make sure to get your basement nice and musty; even if it hasn’t rained, you’ll want the appraisal to reflect that it’s a constant threat that makes your air quality, sanity, and structural integrity questionable.

Add wet laundry and even rotten food if you’re feeling adventurous.

Anyway, we hope everyone does their part. It takes a village.

Ed Johnson and his daughter Lacy live in Noank.

Notes from the Old Noank Jail: How to devalue your property and keep taxes low

Published September 30. 2020 3:07PM 

Ed and Lacy Johnson, Special to The Times

As many of us are aware, there may be property revaluations in Groton, which can impact our taxes in the near future.

It is a complicated process directed by multiple factors, such as how much a nearby property may have cost a new neighbor. With the boom of real estate sales, partially due to the coronavirus pandemic, some folks might be worried about these tax hikes.

So, we’ve revamped some previous advice from a few years ago to give you a head start.

Make sure you have laundry hanging across every room, and if piles of clothes and random papers are available, those should fill up the floors nicely.

Feeling crowded makes people want to escape faster. Don’t worry, the jail has plenty of clutter if you need some. We don’t do laundry or dishes all that often.

Old cars in front of the house, preferably rusty with the hood up and at least one wheel off, can do wonders to create that “low key” neighborhood appearance. If asked, state that the cars are “works in progress.” A slight gasoline smell adds a touch of authenticity, and an open bait barrel nearby will speed up the survey process considerably. If you can do it at low tide, you’re truly a master.

Don’t paint your house at all, especially the exterior. Let it crack and fade. Let the deck rot; let the boards creak and crackle.

Meanwhile, form a local neighborhood association dedicated to creating an “ethereal” ambiance for all nearby houses.

Have at least two broken window panes in prominent areas, covered with different shades of duck tape, for that “temporary perpetual maintenance” look. And don’t touch any spider webs: they’re perfect just the way they are and provide ecologically sound insect abatement.

An unkempt backyard filled with dirty old boat hulls, rusty engines, and crab grass will really bring the whole ensemble together. If you’ve got insect or animal nests at your disposal, make sure they’re featured at eye level. Nothing screams decrepitude like the presence of unchecked infestations.

You know those luscious gardens you’ve been working on for decades? It’s time to naturalize some good old ivy and wisteria right around the front door.

Get them climbing and the appraiser might not even be able to find the entrance.

Finally, make sure to get your basement nice and musty; even if it hasn’t rained, you’ll want the appraisal to reflect that it’s a constant threat that makes your air quality, sanity, and structural integrity questionable.

Add wet laundry and even rotten food if you’re feeling adventurous.

Anyway, we hope everyone does their part. It takes a village.

Ed Johnson and his daughter Lacy live in Noank.

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A fond farewell to three local charactors

Notes from the Old Noank Jail, by Lacy and Ed Johnson

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As the latest wave of city dwellers engages in bidding wars over local real estate, we at the Noank Jail want to honor three residents who relocated here from big city life and devoted their talents and time to enhance our communities for decades; sadly, their lives ended earlier this year.

The first two were a delightful couple who’d raised their family in West Hartford and moved here full time after retirement in 2009. James Fairfield English, President Emeritus of Trinity College and a one-time interim president/director of Mystic Seaport and Museum, died at home on June 2 at age 93.

Nine days later, his wife and partner of sixty-five years, Isabelle “Izzy” Cox English, a formally trained fine artist and an award-winning landscape gardener, also died at their home at age 88.

Both loved sailing and made everyone in their presence smile… they were active members of the Noank Historical Society, Groton Open Space Association, and the Community Foundation of Southeastern Connecticut.

Izzy was frequently spotted bike riding all over town… she’d traded in her car for a bicycle during the 60’s when she was also active in the anti-war and civil rights movements.

Jim had developed an affinity for Japanese boat building when he served in the Army counter intelligence division in World War II during the occupation of Japan. This would result in him helping a protege publish a book on that subject in later years.

When Noank’s beloved Universal Food Store had to close its doors, the Englishes helped to lead a concerted effort to keep a grocery option in the village and helped to research similar local businesses. They believed heartily in bringing people together to solve problems, and their enthusiasm was contagious, as was their laughter and frequent hospitality. And they enjoyed being “victims” of our local “off-key” Christmas Carol singing when our large group stopped at their door every year. We will miss those greetings.

Then, we were additionally saddened to learn that Bobby Schneider, a long-time Noank/Mystic fixture, passed away in July down in Florida- another victim of the Covid-19 virus.

Robert C. Schneider was born in 1931 in New York City and his family moved to Willow Point in 1942. The next two decades included working at Davis-Standard, teaching fifth grade at Ledyard Elementary School, and serving as a construction supervisor for Safeway in Denver.

He moved to NYC to act and met his wife Renate in summer stock near Albany, NY. When they moved to the west end of Main Street in 1961, local theater and storytelling were forever changed.Bobby acted in and directed the Leonine and Seabury Player groups in the 60’s and 70’s but is perhaps best known as an interpreter and historical re-en-actor at Mystic Seaport. He and Senate formed the Tale-Spinners as a storytelling troupe and if you went to any local public schools in the 80’s, you saw them at least a few times on field trips.

They were captivating and engaging, as characters who came to life so effectively that we were a bit surprised when they’d stroll by our jail at night… it took us a while to realize they weren’t acting but really lived up the street.

In his later years, Bobby joined Flock Theater and was involved in over 50 productions as a director, producer, and actor. With his love of outdoors, he was also an active participating member of Groton Open Space Association and his participation and positive attitude at meetings was always appreciated.

Overall, our local communities have been vastly enriched by these former city dwellers who fell in love with our quirky little village and all that surrounds it- especially the people. As these titans move on, we hope our younger generations will continue to create and enhance what they devoted their lives to give us.

An updated description of a “Renaissance Man” would be ” a present-day person who has acquired profound knowledge or proficiency in more than one field.” And so, farewell to Jim, Izzy and Bobby…and thank you for what you have given us.

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War Hero Errol Crossman passes on

Notes from Ed Johnson at the Old Noank Jail…
                                           Errol B Crossman, 1924 to 2020
On Friday, May 22, 2020, at the beginning of Memorial Day weekend, Noank lost Errol Brown  Crossman, age 96, a WWII Aviator Veteran, who passed away quietly in his sleep after an extended illness. He was predeceased by his wife, Alicia Burdick Crossman, on March 18, 2019.
Errol leaves three married children, his younger brother Arnold,  multiple grand-children and many relatives. Because of delays caused by the Covid-19, memorial service arrangements and more information will be made at a later date by the family.
Errol was born on February 15, 1924 in New London, CT. He was the son of Ivan and Lena Brown Crossman, attended local schools and graduated from Fitch High School while working on his father’s first lobster boat.  Alicia grew up as the eldest child of Thomas and Alice Burdick in a Noank home close to the water with three younger brothers plus a younger sister. She was a well behaved, hard working, attractive girl. Apparently, Errol couldn’t help noticing Alicia and they began dating when he was age 16 and she was 14. They would eventually marry at the end of WWII.
Errol enlisted with the US Army Air Corp in 1943. After training as a gunner, Errol was sent to England in 1944 and assigned to the 330th Squadron, 93rd Bomb Group, flying in B-24 Liberator Bombers with the 8th Air Force. Errol’s crew flew 30 combat missions over France, Germany, Holland, Belgium and Denmark.
The B-24 Liberator heavy bomber aircraft consisted of four engines, a 2800 mile range, bomb load of 8000 pounds, eleven .50 caliber machine guns and a crew of ten. Errol served as radio operator and nose gunner.  His forward view was quite spectacular, but his vulnerability in the forward “bubble” was evident.
A newspaper article from the 1940’s describes Errol, now a Staff Sargent at age 21, relating some of his near-death experiences. In one case, three other US bombers in close proximity to Errol’s plane were blown out of the sky. In another, enemy fire killed one of the waist gunners in his plane. The most frightening episode  was over Antwerp, Belgium. “We had bombed our target on the other side of the city and were headed back to England when this four gun flak outfit opened up at us. My nose turret looked like a piece of swiss cheese, the right wing was wrecked, and our numbers 3 and 4 engines were knocked out. All the flack bursts were in front of the bomber and that gave me the impression that all four guns were shooting at me personally. I felt like a clay pigeon.”
On a more comical note,  Errol’s crew made a food drop to US troops who were surrounded by the enemy. As they flew low over Normandy, a German soldier on a bicycle shot at their plane and managed to damage the brake system, thus making their return landing in England a bit “difficult.”
Errol was later awarded the Air Medal with Four Oak Leaf Clusters and the European Theater Ribbon with three Stars.
Like many women with their men overseas, Alicia waited while finishing Fitch High School and working as a stenographer at Electric Boat. When Errol arrived home, they married at the Noank Baptist Church on June 7, 1945…a marriage that would last over 73 years.
Errol then worked at Electric Boat and, once again, also caught lobsters for many years with his father in the Noank boat “Falcon,”  built by Robert Whitaker at the Eldridge Boatyard on West Cove  and launched in 1946. (This historic local craft still exists and will be overhauled for preservation shortly at West Mystic Wooden Boatyard ).
After moving to Pearl St. in Noank, Errol and Alicia raised three children, Thomas, Barton and Errolee. When the kids were older, Alicia went to work as a Groton teacher’s aide and later worked at Mystic Seaport.  Errol was hired by the Groton School Board and it was said that World War II had helped prepare him to stay calm in hectic scenarios…like helping to maintain Noank Elementary School with a large number of “active children.”
Errol was a calm, pleasant man to talk with and very helpful to me in previous years when we were correcting an alarm system problem at the Noank  school. And, fittingly, as the Historian and a 75 year member of our local American Legion Post 115, he never missed a Noank Memorial Day parade. He was easy to spot, with all those medals on his uniform.
Both Alicia and Errol were very active with the Noank Baptist Church throughout their years together, Alicia with her singing and working with children and Errol serving on the Trustees and as an Usher on a very consistent basis. They will be missed by so many of us as symbols and icons of people who lead “good” lives.
So, we honor and thank Errol for risking his life on those 30 missions, and we thank Alicia for waiting for him to come home. You are now together again.
Ed J

Errol B. Crossman - Veteran of the Day

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Kimberley G Johnson passes on

Kimberley Graff Johnson                               New London DAY    February 4, 2020

1946 – 2020

Kimberley Graff Johnson Obituary
Noank – Kimberley Graff Johnson, 73, of Noank died Sunday, Jan. 26, 2020. The cause of death was cardiac arrest due to complications of pneumonia.

Kim was born in Detroit June 29, 1946, was raised in Westport, and lived for a while in New York City and New Jersey, but she found her heart and true home when she and her husband Ed bought the converted Old Noank Jail in 1971. Nestled at the bottom of Main Street, this historic home became a base for Kim to live out a life of community service.

Recognition of that devotion came last year when the Noank Historical Society presented Kim and Ed with the Anna R Award in recognition of “their extraordinary service to the Noank community.” The joint award was fitting because they were a unit, inseparable and tireless in their efforts to improve and serve the village where they planted their roots.

Kim, with her compassion, empathy, intelligence, generosity, kindness, love, honesty, and sense of humor, was one of God’s blessings. She served as an officer for multiple town boards, from zoning to trash. She was a life member of the Noank Volunteer Fire Department, having served for over 25 years as an EMT and fire police. She was a foster mother who frequently took in strays, both two and four-legged. She served on the board of Noank Baptist Group Homes for many years as a champion for teens in need of residential stability. For over 40 years Kim was an active member of Noank Baptist Church, just up the hill from her house, raising her voice in song and using her talents to promote social justice throughout the world.

Kim and Ed were married June 29, 1969, at her family’s homestead in North Pomfret, Vt. Daughter Lacy joined the family in 1978. Kim graduated from Westport’s Staples High School in 1964 as a National Merit Scholar and attended Beloit College in Wisconsin and Briarcliff College in New York, studying physical anthropology and chemistry. In her professional career she worked for a number of companies, including Insurance of North America (INA) and AT&T. She retired in 2011 due to health issues, but service to her neighbors was her real career, and her commitment to improving all their lives never waned.

Kim is survived by her husband of 50 years, Edward Rice Johnson; by their daughter, Lacy Kastner Johnson (Richard Libby); by her brothers, Wesley M. Graff III (Janet Young) and Chris Graff (Nancy Price Graff), both of Vermont; their children and grandchildren, as well as many other friends and family far and wide. She is also survived by her godmother, Dorianne Guernsey of Woodstock, Vt. She was predeceased by her mother, Patricia Kastner Graff McCord; her father, Wesley Monteith Graff Jr.; and her stepfather, Bert McCord.

Kim liked nothing better than sitting with Ed on the Noank town dock watching the comings and goings of boats and tides. She loved gardening and feeding the birds who visited their yard. Like her beloved husband, Kim was an outsized person with an outsized personality that captivated everyone she met. She loved laughing and living in the small corner of the world where she could-and did-make a big difference.

A celebration of Kim’s life will be held at 1 p.m. Saturday, March 7, at the Noank Baptist Church with a reception to follow in the vestry. In lieu of flowers, please consider a donation in her honor to an animal rescue organization, Noank Historical Society, Noank Baptist Church or Noank Fire Company, #1 Inc..

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A Minister’s Minister passes on…

Notes from the Old Noank Jail: The passing of a minister’s minister

On Dec. 14, we celebrated the life of retired minister Frank W. Murdock, who spent the last several years at Noank Baptist Church, part-time, handling visitations, weddings, funerals and occasional preaching. He also taught adult Bible study, sang in church choir and played French horn in the local New Horizons Band.

At his death, Frank and his devoted wife, Marge, had been married 59 years; they had two sons, Tom and Brian, one daughter, Dawn, and six grandchildren.

Frank was a blessing with his warm and compassionate spirit, which he also recognized in other people.

When my wife served as a part-time church secretary years ago, she would always try to be helpful to other people who visited the office with problems or questions. Frank spotted this and, more than once, confided to me that she was a saint for doing this, especially with so much office work to do.

I felt this was high praise, coming from someone who was also such a hard worker.

What made Frank unusual as a minister came from the combination of both scientific and religious educations. His parents were both scientists, and his formal education included both a study of science as well as religion.

Somehow, Frank connected the two disciplines in a way that made sense to him. Following college graduation from Cornell and with a master’s degree from Colgate-Rochester Divinity, he was ordained in 1956 with American Baptist Churches, USA. Frank then worked with college students as an associate pastor at First Baptist Church in Ames, Iowa. This remained a primary activity when he served as a minister in other college towns. The students enjoyed Frank’s broadly referential mind (his “mental encyclopedia”) and his ability to blend both scientific and religious disciplines.

Frank married Marge in 1960, and rotated through several campus positions, including with Indiana Institute of Technology in Fort Wayne and then University of Connecticut. He also served as pastor of American Baptist Churches in Fredonia, N.Y., Mansfield, and finally Essex before retiring and later working part-time with our own church in Noank.

What also made Frank a standout was his dry sense of humor and attention to small details, including his very careful, thorough approach to driving cars and maintaining a huge library. His family also told some funny stories which indicated his attitude on various subjects. Marge spoke of his notes on questions he thought he might want to ask when arriving at Heaven:

“Where is your Library?” “Do you have a place for CDs?” “Why do you only have a King James version of the Bible?” “Do I have to exercise?” “Do I need my cane here?” “Can I take a nap here?”

And his daughter, Dawn, wrote about the advice Frank had given her, in the form of a note, before she went to a college party by herself one night:

“First, chaperone yourself properly. Second … leave before the police arrive.”

Frank, I can’t top that one. You will definitely be missed.

Ed Johnson lives in Noank.

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The Frustration of Memory Loss

Notes from the Old Noank Jail

                           Dealing with Memory Loss
                                                        by Ed Johnson
As I approach the age of 80 and am now starting to forget little details, I am reminded of my late mother and what she endured in the last years of her own life. Mother suffered from what was referred to as Alzheimer’s Dementia, which is not full-blown Alzheimer’s but very similar to it in terms of memory loss. She did require the services of a specialized nursing home that focused on providing a safe environment for people with these issues.
It was frustrating for me to watch Mother deteriorate after she had led such an active, athletic life up until this point. And it was disorienting for me to try and deal with the fact that she did not recognize me as her son most of the time and kept referring to me as her husband (Freud probably chuckled in his grave on that one). It took me a while to adjust to her new personality and I felt at the time that nothing had really prepared me for these visits.
On October 27, 2019, I attended an excellent program at the Noank Baptist Church led by Patty Borden O’Brian, CDP, a Dementia Specialist from Hartford Healthcare Center for Healthy Aging. Her main purpose was to give the large audience some brief introductory training on the most effective methods for communicating with a client who suffers from memory loss that is not a normal part of the aging process, and actually causes a reduction/shrinkage of the brain over time.
Dementia now affects nationally over 5.7 million clients annually and is expected to affect 14 million annually by 2050.  It can be frustrating for the clients, who now find they are unable to drive properly or perform simple tasks or recognize people they used to know, which can result in aggressive, inappropriate behavior. The best way to handle such clients is by direct eye contact, calm voice, short comments and by also listening to their concerns without expressing criticisms.
It is also important to validate the client’s feelings and to lead them (“let’s go to the dining room this way” as opposed to giving them an order “don’t go that way”). By leading them, you reduce the possibility of confusion. If you are both sitting in the middle of a noisy environment, confusing for your client, you can say “let’s go outside and look at the playground”… then get up and go out together to make them feel “safe.” Also, when asking a question, give clients a few seconds to process and respond; don’t rush for an answer. Their thinking process is slower and their understanding takes longer.
When arriving for a visit, and then leaving afterward, leave your overcoat out in the hallway so they don’t try to leave and go “home” with you when you leave. And never say “goodbye” when leaving. They need to feel that they are already “home.”
In conclusion, based upon my own experiences, and the many additional points Mrs. O’Brian mentioned that are too numerous for this article, I strongly recommend that anyone contemplating treatment of a family member should consult with professionals first to help make their transition easier. Every situation is unique, just like the client who needs the care, and proper communication makes the difference.
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Book Review – “Only Plane in the Sky”

Notes from the Old Noank Jail: Little-known stories from a day of infamy

When many of us recall the tragedy of Sept. 11, 2001, the horrible images of the World Trade Center twin towers collapsing is at the center of our minds. We also recall crashes at the Pentagon and in Pennsylvania.

But there were other events connected to that day that few of us realized until recently, with the publication of a new book, “The Only Plane in the Sky.” The author and historian Garrett Graff, who spoke at a recent book signing and reading at R.J. Julia in Madison, highlighted three historic occurrences for 9-11.

First, it was the largest maritime evacuation of people in recent history, including Dunkirk, with over 500,000 people removed by an armada of public and private boats, from the southern tip of Manhattan to the New Jersey shores. Some laws were broken and private boats borrowed to accomplish this movement.

Second, it was the responsibility of primarily one man, at his first day on the job, to facilitate the immediate landing “at the nearest field” of over 4,500 commercial and private aircraft flying over or coming into U.S. airspace, in an effort to clear the skies as fast as possible.

This feat was accomplished with few major problems, which then allowed military and air traffic controllers to monitor the president’s plane (“the only plane in the sky”) and any military aircraft needed for support.

Third, some military fighter aircraft were initially quickly launched without armament. Two planes were specifically ordered to intercept and bring down Flight 93 over Pennsylvania, thought to still be in the air. With no weapons, the pilots were on a suicide mission to actually crash their planes into the airliner.

They were saved by the brave passengers of Flight 93, who by fighting the terrorists on the plane forced it to crash.

I read the book prior to the Madison event. It is a very comprehensive story on the subject of the tragedy and events that occurred on that day 18 years ago. Graff spent many years compiling comments from more than 450 people on what they remembered. The action moves back and forth among the events as they were occurring, with the result that it was difficult to put the book down.

Graff noted the dramatic 17-minute period between the first North Tower crash, which many at the time thought just an accident, and the second South Tower crash, when we realized we were actually under attack.

This book serves as an important document for the quarter of our population who are age 18 and under and do not have a memory of that day, some of whom are now fighting in wars that started when they were babies.

We are reminded of the bombing of Pearl Harbor, where many military personnel were killed, caught off guard and trapped on boats. This was different. The “bombs” were our own commercial aircraft, used to attack civilians, piloted by men willing to die.

Most striking is the confusion created by an enemy who, quite literally, attacked us from inside our own country in a manner that we had never experienced and that we are still trying to completely understand. As one of my classmates, a professor of Tibetan religious studies, said 18 years ago: “We need to know why they hate us so much.”

Ed Johnson lives in Noank.

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