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It ain’t over till it’s over…

Columnist Fox was spotted boating at Crystal Lake last Monday, when he should have been working. Don’t tell the boss.
TRR photos by Jonathan Charles Fox

August 27, 2014

Don’t tell the boss, but I played hooky yesterday. Oh, sure, I’ve been busy. Zooming around the Upper Delaware River region in my chariot, I managed to exhaust myself (doesn’t take much) crossing the mighty Delaware to check out a festival, ( and escorting the pup ( to her personal appearance with the kids in Callicoon, NY ( so that she could help raise funds for the Grover Hermann Hospital and the auxiliary’s goal of acquiring new sonogram equipment. For those who think I’m joking about the dog’s popularity and her ability to encourage donations, I refer to my email from auxiliary VP Barbara Donatelli, which reads in part that she hopes “Dharma will be able to attend, even if it’s for a short while. The kids would love to see her… and while there, maybe she could click a few pics for the paper.” Uh huh. Between the face painting, Hula Hoop contest, Touch-A-Truck and puppet show, (, the event was a great success, but it ain’t over. More funds are needed to ensure that the Frank and Carol Kay Memorial Children’s Fair achieves its goals, and donations are still being gratefully accepted. For information on how you can help, contact board president Dottie Schlegel at 845/932-8487. As we all know, every dollar counts.

As for the festival in Lake Wallenpaupack, clearly I chose the wrong day to attend. With community-sponsored happenings occurring throughout the region in Hawley, PA, there were plenty of opportunities to soak up local color, and perusing the events calendar illustrated how many businesses were participating in the fifth annual celebration. Fly tying demonstrations, kayaking tips; farm tours; bead making; and a boat, watercraft and outdoor crafts show were just the tip of the iceberg that stretched over three days, but by the time we got there, the skies darkened and the rain began in earnest. While the weather didn’t seem to dampen the enthusiasm for many, I was concerned about my hair (er, I mean camera equipment) and after a valiant few hours of trudging through the various locations, I gave up, making a note to pack an umbrella for the unpredictable that reigns supreme here in the mountains.