Sportscaster Al Michaels shouted these famous words on February 22, 1980, as the US Men's hockey team defeated the Soviet Union 4 to 3 in the "Miracle on Ice" at the 1980 Winter Olympics in Lake Placid, NY.
Although I am a lifelong resident of New York State, and grew up only about two hours drive from Lake Placid, I have rarely been there and had not visited the Olympic Center until this past summer.
If you are in Lake Placid, invest 90 minutes and $10 for a guided tour of the Olympic Center. With luck your guide will be Jim Rogers. Jim is as passionate as he is knowledgeable about Lake Placid and the 1980 Olympics. He shares stories from his own experiences because Jim was a member of the Lake Placid bidding committee and head of the protocol committee at the games.
During the tour Jim led our small group through the Olympic Center retelling its history and notable persons and artifacts along the way. The highlight of the tour for me was Herb Brooks Arena, the site of the famous hockey game, named for the U.S. team's coach. Jim explained the events leading up to the game and the game itself as we moved through the bleachers culminating with viewing video of the end of the game on televisions. Then he described the aftermath. Since 1980 visitors have come from around the world to see the site where the Americans beat the Soviets on the ice. Some of those visitors are from the former Soviet Union.
So if you are in Lake Placid, visit the Olympic Center and take the tour.
Monday, May 28, 2012
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Old bridge on the farm (1912)
Around the country there are roads and bridges lost to time. Many dirt
roads and country lanes were never developed into modern, paved roads.
I grew up on a road like this.
The road now has a Dead End sign in front of my parents' house where
the pavement ends. Three quarters of a mile down the dirt path
travelled now by horses, deer, and farm equipment is a small concrete
and steel bridge. According to a rusty plaque, the bridge was
constructed in 1912 by "Climax Road MCH Co. Marathon, N.Y." Another
plaque says "1912 J.D. McCormick SUPT." Mr. McCormick must have been
the town highway superintendent at the time. Given that the bridge is
now 100 years old, it must have been well built.
roads and country lanes were never developed into modern, paved roads.
I grew up on a road like this.
The road now has a Dead End sign in front of my parents' house where
the pavement ends. Three quarters of a mile down the dirt path
travelled now by horses, deer, and farm equipment is a small concrete
and steel bridge. According to a rusty plaque, the bridge was
constructed in 1912 by "Climax Road MCH Co. Marathon, N.Y." Another
plaque says "1912 J.D. McCormick SUPT." Mr. McCormick must have been
the town highway superintendent at the time. Given that the bridge is
now 100 years old, it must have been well built.
Saturday, May 26, 2012
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