Anyone who hopes to visit or has visited New Hampshire, and, heck, even anyone who lives there, will delight in this hilarious guide to the Granite State. Popular New Hampshire storyteller Rebecca Rule provides her interpretation of the state's history, culture, climate, attractions, vernacular, and more.
|Publisher:||Islandport Press, Incorporated|
|Product dimensions:||5.50(w) x 8.40(h) x 0.70(d)|
About the Author
Rebecca Rule has lived in New Hampshire all her life (so far). She is a graduate of the University of New Hampshire and taught writing classes there for a number of years. She is the author of three short story collections about New Hampshire, including The Best Revenge which was named Outstanding Work of Fiction by the New Hampshire Writers Project and Could Have Been Worse: True Stories, Embellishments, and Outright Lies. She is best known for her live storytelling events, many sponsored by the New Hampshire Humanities Council. She lives in Northwood, N.H., with her husband, John, and their fox terrier, Bob.
Read an Excerpt
Along the New Hampshire Border: As you drive into New Hampshire from the north, you'll see that the Welcome to New Hampshire signs acknowledge our Canadian neighbors: "Welcome to New Hampshire. Bienvenue." That means "eat your vegetables" in French. At the rock bottom of the state, we border Massachusetts, but we try not to think about it. The signs at that border, near the state-run liquor stores within spitting distance of the highway, say: "Welcome to New Hampshire. Now go home. But first stock up on Jim Beam." Which is our warm way of saying: "You people drive way too fast and never yield. You frighten us. But we appreciate your business.
Stickler: Pronounced stick-lah. A stick-lah won't give. A sticklah sticks to the exact rules. A sticklah can make your life miserable, for example, if you want to dump your dump at the dump, and your dumpsticker is expired. If the dumpmaster is a sticklah, he'll turn you away and grin while he's doing it. In these small towns we have a high percentage of sticklahs stickling it to their neighbors. Why? Because they can. And for some reason, they seem to think they should.