Willem Lange
CommentatorWillem Lange is a retired remodeling contractor, writer and storyteller who lives in East Montpelier, Vermont.
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Sitting bundled up on the porch at hunting camp, I put pieces of cornbread on the arm of my chair, and wait. I know somebody's watching. Yep, in a couple鈥� -
This time of year, when the leaves have mostly gone from the maples, reminds me of the first paragraph of Moby Dick. With apologies to Herman Melville:鈥� -
'Way up in northern New Hampshire, almost at the 45th parallel, is a tiny glacial pond slowly filling in with water lilies. It鈥檚 a place I go to when I鈥� -
Thanks to Daniel Webster, the border of the United States in New Hampshire is a few rods north of a tiny abandoned beaver dam that's the source of the鈥� -
There鈥檚 a lovely old Welsh tune, "The Ash-Grove" that elementary school music teachers and scout leaders often choose for their kids to sing. In it, lost鈥�
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In the winter of 1958 I was tending bar in Keene Valley, New York, in exchange for my supper and stocking the beer coolers for breakfast, when I heard the鈥�
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The wind that blew away the last snowstorm died during the afternoon. And as the sun sank into the hemlocks, the dog and I walked through the woods in the鈥�
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On the day World War II ended, our family was in Niagara Falls; and that evening the colored floodlights played on the falls for the first time in four鈥�
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The Appalachian Trail enters Vermont coincident with the Long Trail and follows it for one hundred miles. It peels off near Killington and heads east to鈥�
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Not many realized how inauspicious the timing of Japan鈥檚 attack on Pearl Harbor had been. It was a classic example of military leaders still fighting old鈥�
