"I choose to be a plain New Hampshire farmer with an income in cash of say a thousand (from say a publisher in New York City)." - Robert Frost
Saturday, December 25, 2010
New Hampshire at Christmas
New Hampshire is definitely the place to be for Christmas, unless of course you have an allergy to snow and quaintness. This state was just made for Christmas, with its rural New England architecture, idyllic snow-covered evergreen trees, covered bridges that span the "over-the-river-and-through-the-woods" scenery, and a local obsession with antiques and folksy arts and crafts. Indeed, some local entrepreneurs have embraced this dyed-in-the-wool Christmas wonderland by making year-round businesses based on the holiday, like the Christmas Farm Inn, the entire indoor Christmas village at the Christmas Loft (in North Conway, NH), a year-round outdoor Christmas theme park at Santa's Village, and Jingles Christmas Shop. The point is that the American ideal of Christmas looks a lot like New Hampshire.
I think one of the things contributing to this Christmasy atmosphere here in NH is a lingering old English imprint on the local culture, which I've poked fun at before -- the fact that there are still lots of Smiths, Joneses and people with colors for names like Browns, Greens and Whites running around this state. Indeed, while nationally the U.S. is estimated in 2009 to have been 74.5% "white" (self-declared), in New Hampshire that number is 95.3%. Let's face it; there are reasons that neither Rap or Mambo music started in New Hampshire. However, the reality of course in late 2010 is that New Hampshire is a modern state, not some Norman Rockwell painting, and as such it is an increasingly complex and diverse population of people. My Norman Rockwell reference was apt; despite his famous paintings of sugary idyllic scenes for the Saturday Evening Post, he was a strong proponent of racial equality and included racial diversity in his paintings whenever he could get away with it in early 20th century America. I mention all this because we are reminded of the reality that even here in rustic, rural New England, a scene today can take place which reminds us that we are all indeed in this together. A mosque, a synagogue and a Hindu temple in Manchester,NH came together to man Christian soup kitchens today for the poor and homeless so that the Christian workers at these facilities could spend this most important Christian holiday with their families. If that isn't the true meaning of Christmas I don't know what is, and I wish Norman Rockwell were here to paint it.
The picture above was from here.
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