
Lone Pine Island-Goose Bay, NY
My father dragged my poor mother to a way place upstate called Goose Bay for their honeymoon on September 11, 1946. After a 12 hour train ride to Clayton in the Thousand Islands, they met a oneāarmed man, (honest to goodness, his name was Mr. Rogers) at about midnight. So in the early hours of the morning, they loaded their lugage into Mr. Roger's Mahogony Chris Craft and sped off to the island where for the week they would be alone…really alone in a way that most of us don't experience in today's world. This was both hell and heaven on earth, depending on one's perspective. For my mother, a small town girl from Haskell, New Jersey, this was no picnic. Ice box, Gas lights only, a wind-up Victrola and all the fresh water you could pump from the St. Lawrence River was not exactly an escape from what she had gown up with. For my Dad born in Harlem, and fresh from three years in the South Pacific during WWII, there was no better tonic. This vacation schedule lasted for about fourteen years and was vacation for me and my sister's early years. Sadly, Roger's Island was sold in the early 1960's and that ended the family trek to the Thousand Islands. But for a few years after, my dad and I were able to rent a nearby even smaller island "Lone Pine" where we went for a few years until we lost track of the owner.
Flash forward about forty years later to a couple of summers ago. I had decided to take my own family to the Thousand Islands to see what it was like after all these years. Amazingly enough, the area had not changed that much and was still very much in pristine condition. We rented a boat and took a trip north on the St. Lawrence. I had no idea where we were going but something kept me enroute to Goose Bay and amazingly enough, I spotted the small house in the picture above where my Dad and I had stayed in 1971. All the sensations and smells of nature came back and I wondered what my Mom would have thought of it that day.
She's gotta have it. Astronaut Coleman wouldn't even consider going on her mission to the International Space Station without her flutes. It's evident that through all her years of public school, college, astronaut training and everything else that life entails, playing a musical instrument was high on her list of priorities. She is a wondeful role model for us all, in that she determined what was essential for her, and made it a recipie for success. She literally has reached for the stars without forgetting what she needed to get there. Incidentally, Astronaut Coleman is the the sister-in-law of Congressman Gabriellle Gifford from Arizona. Her twin brother, Mark Kelly, is Gifford's husband, and will captain the Shuttle U.S.S. Endeavor in April.