If there is one person in this family who has attained a near-mythological status, it would be Adam's maternal great-grandmother, Esther Wilkins Hedges Dean, or as everyone referred to her, 'Hedgie'. When I was dating Mary Beth, way back in 1972, one of the first pilgrimages I made upon my first visit to her hometown was to 'the Castle', the home of Hedgie and her husband Tom, perched on a hill overlooking the valley on the way to Arkport.
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The Castle |
Actually, I'm convinced that Hedgie was a hobbit, somehow mysteriously liberated from the mind of J. R. R. Tolkien. And, believe me, the Castle was not a normal home, built for normal people. Oh no, it was definitely built for (and by) hobbits, who are the size of Hedgie. As a human, I hardly fit through the doorway or into the bathroom. It was the Shire of Middle-earth, somehow transplanted to the outskirts of Hornell, New York
And just like a hobbit, Hedgie was not only smaller than humans, but she was also more innocent and wiser than we humans are. Finally, she had a cherubic face that only a hobbit could have. I'm not kidding. I have many pictures that would prove this to you.
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Adam, Dad, and Great Grandma Hedgie |
Actually, knowing that Adam has some 'hobbit' blood in him, explains a lot. (As does my wife...have you ever noticed that Mary Beth has no wrinkles on her face? 'That is no accident,' as they say.)
Lyrics:
Great Grandma Hedgie--"If a person, with all the things they learn in 82 years, could turn around and have another family, you know, that'd be quite an idea! I wonder if anyone worked it out. (Laugh...) Maybe I'll have another chance!" [Hedgie, I got your number...you're a hobbit!]
If I could buy a box of crayons
and tailor the world with my own hands
I'd draw you here with me
in red and blue-berry
If I could buy a box of crayons
If could sing a thousand songs
I'd sing them all for you so long
as you just realize
they're all written in your blue eyes
If I could sing a thousand songs
If I could live without regret
If I could pass that snare, jump that net
I promise I'd settle down
I promise a softer sound
If I could live without regret
If I could take you anywhere
To see secrets I've hid there
I'd take you deep inside
to where my spirit hides
If I could take you anywhere
Da da da da da....
If I could love a thousand timeswith every love I think I'd findIt won't be put upon the shelfcause love is life itselfIf I could love a thousand times
Maybe in the end I'd see it's trueI would have spent all that love on youIf I could love a thousand times.Da da da da da...
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