I’m not sure how or when it happened, but at some point I became a sleep-deprived night owl.
I often get e-mails from my associates on the Sanderson Museum Board asking me what I was doing sending out emails at 1:45 a.m.
The only time it worked to my benefit was when a high school classmate, who is a Baptist minister, was working with refugees in Thailand last summer. We could e-mail in real time.
I remember many New Years Eves, when my sister and I were little. Our parents would put us to bed early, then wake us up at 11:45 p.m. to come downstairs to watch a bit of Guy Lombardo’s orchestra and watch the ball come down in Time Square. Yes, my children, there was life before Dick Clark’s Rockin’ New Years Eve.
When I was in high school, I was often in bed by 8:50 p.m. and would put my transistor radio under my pillow and listen to Hy Lit sign-off on WIBG (OK, now you know how old I am).
Maybe it was my freshman year in college when I would never be through with my studies until almost 1 a.m. and have a 7:30 a.m. class dissecting fetal pigs in biology in the morning. Freshman year is always a real introduction to Coffee 101.
In the last few years when I would go to Maine for a week to crew on the schooner, Lewis R French, I’d be up at the crack of dawn. Then after being in the sun, wind, rain or cold all day, hauling up anchor, helping raise sail, hauling in the yawl boat and endless tacking etc, I would fall exhausted into my bunk by 9 p.m.
But sitting at a desk in front of a computer for much of my day just does not get the blood flowing. People on the phone get my blood flowing, but not in a good way.
So now, watching David Letterman’s Top 10 List is just a prelude to my evening. Next, up is the slightly deranged Scotsman, Craig Ferguson with the Late Late Show. And if I’m still awake, there’s always the repeat of Channel 3’s 11 p.m. news at 1:30 a.m. Then, my alarm goes off at 6:15 a.m.
Which now brings me to the point of this blog:
I think we need some “Top 10 Lists” about Chadds Ford.
So I will give you three really easy questions to answer and will devote future blogs to your top answers in each category.
Now, here are your three questions:
1) What are the best things about living in Chadds Ford?
2) If there were a Mayor of Chadds Ford, who would it be, and in a few sentences, why?
3) What do you dislike most about driving on Route 1?
You can answer me either through my Chadds Ford Live email address, brandywinebard@live.com or my private email. And as some of you are squeamish about seeing your name in lights, I will only use your first name if the plotline calls for it.
So that’s your first homework assignment for Chadds Ford Live boys and girls. And since it’s web-based I will not accept any excuses like the dog ate it.
Well it’s getting on towards 1:15 a.m., and it’s time for me to log off, shut down the Dell and turn in.
Good night.
About Sally Denk Hoey
Sally Denk Hoey, is a Gemini - one part music and one part history. She holds a masters degree cum laude from the School of Music at West Chester University. She taught 14 years in both public and private school. Her CD "Bard of the Brandywine" was critically received during her almost 30 years as a folk singer. She currently cantors masses at St Agnes Church in West Chester where she also performs with the select Motet Choir. A recognized historian, Sally serves as a judge-captain for the south-east Pennsylvania regionals of the National History Day Competition. She has served as president of the Brandywine Battlefield Park Associates as well as the Sanderson Museum in Chadds Ford where she now curates the violin collection. Sally re-enacted with the 43rd Regiment of Foot and the 2nd Pennsylvania Regiment for 19 years where she interpreted the role of a campfollower at encampments in Valley Forge, Williamsburg, Va., Monmouth, N.J. and Lexington and Concord, Mass. Sally is married to her college classmate, Thomas Hoey, otherwise known as "Mr. Sousa.”
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the small historic village, the characters that live there, the scenery, the brandywine river, the hills and valleys, the intersection at rt1 1 and 100, the birds and turtles in the swamp, the boardwalk, frolic weymouth and his conservation of the lands
Jimmy Lynch…he was Chadds Ford. He loved it here and I think at one time he was the deputy. He was the excitement of this town…now it’s gone. He was the true artist…starving when he could not sell his art, using his art to pay for his needs,he was all about being an true artist with no one to bail him out when he was not successful. He lived on the Brandywine in a tent…rain, shine or cold…it did not matter. He was the true representative of a native Chadds Fordian. He deserved to be the mayor.
What I like least about driving on Route 1 is the speed which cars are driving thru town. Drivers don’t stop at the red lights and they are rude. They don’t want to let anyone make a turn into even their own driveway. The animals are being killed because they get stuck on the highway and don’t know where to go and speeding cars and trucks just run into them. I think the speed limit thru our town on Rt 1 and on Rt 100 should be 25 mph.