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The Incredible Journey Home

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Incredible When the dream of lifetime, the year of planning, the awe of seeing the beauty of the country and making a 9,000 mile trip on a motorcycle to Alaska was changed part way through it when his traveling buddy’s motorcycle forced the change in plans, Highlands’ Rick McGovern simply turned to God for direction, confidence and a traveling companion.

It was in Alaska when Rick’s friend and fellow biker Marty Herman, who joined Rick in Wisconsin for their voyage north and mapped out the outgoing trip , had to end his trip .Marty’s bike hit a rut in the road that, because of the help of God, only caused him minor scrapes and bruises but ended the trip for his bike. Both men credited God once again with the three “angels” who assisted them after the accident, got Marty back on a plane, and shipped his bike back home.

That meant that Rick, the retired special education teacher for youngsters, faced the long motorcycle trip back to Highlands from Alaska alone. Or as Rick said, “ I continued my incredible journey home on my own. Just God and I.”

That part of the trip only instilled more faith in the quiet spoken adventurer, and a closer relationship with God, his traveling companion. He gives many instances of how that came to be, intermingling them with memories of the first part of the trip with Marty as his traveling companion along with God..

Little things, Rich explained. Like “ just keeping me safe, calming me. Many times I said certain bible verses out loud. I came close to running out of gas twice. I would pray to make it or give me a sign. Let me know I’m close, and He did. “

Asked for examples of God being his riding companion, Rick recalled the time he not only needed gas but was looking for a particular lodging. It was getting late, he knew fuel was running low, and he wasn’t sure if he would find a room or would have to ride through the night. “I asked God for a sign, and then it came up. There was no town, at least not on this road. But the lodge was on this road and as I came around the bend, there it was, my lodge and gas. I got one of the last rooms.”

Weather throughout the trip also meant a lot of prayers, Rick said. Starting from the first day. “The weather at times made it hard.,” Rick conceded. “We hit three hail storms on the way out and a few rain storms with some serious wind. Doing the miles at those times was hard. Those 900 mile days were almost 14 hour days.

The night before I left I knew there would be rain,” Rick said, in launching into stories about how the weather impacted the trip. “I just prayed for no storms with lightning and strong wind. I was leaving at 12:30 AM. I woke up to loud thunder lightning, and the rain was coming down hard. I got down on my knees and asked God to calm the storm the way He did for the apostles. I told him I’m okay with rain, not the other stuff.”

So Rick was not surprised when he finished getting ready, said goodbye to his wife, Laura, went out his bike and the rain was gone. “Yes, later by the time I was on the parkway I had my share of rain. But that was okay with me. Just no thunder or lightning.”

But God was there through all the weather, Rick said. “Marty and I prayed every morning, we knew His plans were different from ours, just as we knew His plans are always better. He got us through some weather like two rain storms that lasted only minutes but seemed like forever, with the wind so strong I had to lean so hard into it just to keep the bike up right.

Or when we hit hail.,” he continued. “He got us to a safe place, and these storms didn’t last long. “

Other times instead of bringing us through them, He moved them. “That was something to see ! In the Great Wide Open these storms moved for us. After that I was much more at peace the rest of the way home. Yes again I prayed for a sign and gas again. And yes He brought me through it again. “

God’s help was always evident in difficult times along the way, he added.

There was the trip through Glacier on his way back home alone. “When I left Glacier, alone, I was taking all back roads and two-lane highways. God gave me a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky. Out here storms pop up and if one did, there was no safe place to pull over. “

Rick recalls well what was happening next. “In the last 100 miles the skies got dark, I had been on the road 12 hours. I was worried, I prayed bible verses and I knew God heard me.”

Finding it hard to believe himself as he detailed some of his adventures, Rick said “ I tell you I watched God move and keep that storm away from me. There were times it looked like I was heading right for it. Again, He found me a room for the night when there was no room to find.”

Overall. However, Rick said the weather throughout the trip was pretty good. “Other than the day he left Highlands, and had mostly rain until he got into Ohio, Rick said there were beautiful days when the sun was out, it was hot and there were huge blue skies. On the other hand, quick storms came up, fast and furious. Temperatures would drop and a strong cross wind would try to push his Harley across the road. There were a few times when he used flashers and slowed down.

Hail storms were different. “it first seemed like a normal quick storm, but the temp dropped so fast it became cold and the rain hurt before until I realized it was hail.” One hail storm forced the duo to pull over until it passed. Around Butte, Montana, temperatures were cool during the day, and downright cold mornings and evenings.

I had brought my heated vest,” Rick said. “And I used it pretty much each day from that point on, until back in the plains of Montana.”

There were fun ideas and thoughts as he went west, too. “ Those open fields and plains in South Dakota, Wyoming and Montana were beautiful. Being on my Steel Horse I felt just like a cowboy, with the only thing missing were Native Americans hunting bison out on the plains.” He found the wind always picks up in the plains,  something he particularly noticed when crossing the Missouri River in South Dakota. “It’s like somebody hit a switch. Sometimes a strong head wind, sometimes a strong cross wind. But all awesome and part of the experience” 

The wildlife along the way was incredible. Including the two times Rick and Marty once again called on God for protection. At one point, the pair stopped to put on rain gear. “When we got back on our bikes and pulled out, about 20 feet in front of us a good size grizzly came out of the woods moving fast in our direction. We kept going and later we pulled over to take off the gear.” But that time, he laughed, ,”We took turns keeping watch.” Back on the road, about 50 ft in front of us a momma grizzly and two cubs came out of the woods, and she saw us on the bikes. But as we got closer the road stayed flat and the shoulder went up about 30 feet. We stopped and looked up at her. She didn’t care. She knew we were far enough away, but the cubs loved looking down at us. “ And yes, Rick filmed the encounter .

So now that the perfect trip is behind him, what is next in the travel life of Rick McGovern?

Well, later this summer, Rick is taking his HOG Chapter to Vermont and then Cooperstown and Ithaca, New York. And Rick and Laura are planning an Alaska trip next year … “but we are not making it a bike trip, nor renting a bike.”

And what lifelong lessons has he learned from this trip? “I ask God to let me finish my race and do everything He needs me to do while representing Him well.”

His advice to everyone else with a trip? “Keep God first place. Life is short, don’t take any day for granted. Live one day at a time and focus on the present. “

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Andrew Teeple is Back in Town

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Teeple They say that once you get the sand between your toes, you simply can’t leave!

Or maybe it’s because education and teaching others has always been a part of his life growing up.

Or it could that even if he is ‘officially’ retired, he knew he can play an important temporary role to ensure the permanent principal expected to be retained within a year or two will live up to the high standards already set.

Whatever the reason, Andrew Teeple is back in town, this time as interim principal at the Atlantic Highlands Elementary School.

Teeple is one of the new staff created by the Henry Hudson Regional school district with the recent naming of Dr. William Jacoutut as Director of Curriculum and Instruction for the preK-12 year regional school district. As principal of Atlantic Highlands Elementary, Teeple will also be working with Eric Pritchard, new principal at the Highlands school, Malissa Garcia, in her new position as superintendent working with Jacoutot as superintendent, and Thomas Lynch as the new Henry Hudson Regional School Vice Principal/Athletic Director. Garcia has served the district for the last 15 years as a teacher and instructional coach.

What makes this transition truly special is that all of these administrative advancements come from within our own talented team,” said School superintendent Dr. Tara Beams. “These proven leaders already know our students, staff, and community so we are ensuring both continuity and a fresh, enthusiastic energy for the upcoming school year.” The superintendent also said the internal growth reflects the strength of the district’s professional culture and shared commitment to excellence.

Teeple coming into the regional district as principal of one of its three school years comes after he has already served a couple of years in the district in an interim capacity. But that was also preceded by his own graduation from Henry Hudson High School in 1988, after his elementary school years at Our Lady of Perpetual Help School in Highlands.

But even that background in education is preceded by the fact Andy’s father, the late Frank Teeple of Highlands, was a long-time beloved teacher at Henry Hudson and later served the district once again as a member of the Board of Education. And before the new principal was born, his mother, the late Judy Teeple, worked in the office of Henry Hudson Regional.

Frank Teeple, who died last January 5, was a history teacher at Henry Hudson for ten years before he became a guidance counselor at Red Bank Regional High School until he retired in 2002.

The new principal who lived in Highlands until he was 24 year old, now lives with his wife, Angela in Howell.

Teeple attended Rutgers University where he earned a degree in mathematics, then went to Kean University to earn his masters in Educational administration.  He worked in the field of education for 31 years, the last 20 years before his retirement, first as a Principal for 12 years and then Superintendent for eight years. After retirement, apparently still hungry to be involved in education and helping others at least on a temporary basis, he started to work as an interim administrator and as such has served in in four different districts and six different schools.

But even with all this Teeple thinks it was his background and home that started it all. “You can say that education is in my blood.  With my father an educator and Board member for as long as I can remember and he and my mom raising four of us children, the odds were pretty good that one of his kids would end up in education.”

Even with that, Teeple wasn’t positive he wanted to be an educator when he first started college. But when it had an opportunity to help another student, and did it successfully, it was like icing on the care of decision making and choosing education as his lifetime field. “  I have always liked to help people but was not sure what I really wanted to pursue as a career.,” he recalls. But during the summer after his sophomore year, at a time he was working at a law firm there was by a fellow worker who was taking a summer college course and Teeple agreed to help him with Calculus.  So it was that during their lunch break, the law firm employee would tutor another employee. And “it was those sessions that sparked the interest,” Teeple said.

It has been a rewarding and highly satisfying labor of love since then, Teeple continued. He candidly admits that while the most difficult part of his work has been learning and acclimating to each school’s culture , it has also helped him build up a background that now enables him to bring experience, leadership and “an unrelenting commitment to supporting and empowering teachers and students to be the best version of themselves “ in his new role working with Dr. Jacoutot and his team.

The new principal agreed to take on the interim position for a year, possibly two, ensuring ample time for the Board of Education to select a full-time principal for the Atlantic Highlands school . That will give the board ample time, he believes,,to secure a full time principal while at the same time continuing to provide consistency, support and leadership while administration conducts a comprehensive and thorough search for the permanent position.  During this time, the new principal said, “ I will assess programs and procedures and provide any recommendations to Dr. Beams.”

Sure there will be challenges, he said. “ Education and leadership bring a host of challenges on a daily basis.  It’s impossible to prepare for the unknown.  However, my experience has taught me the importance of being patient, reflective and empathetic in so many avenues in life.  The biggest challenge is remembering that before reacting.”

But at the same time, there is lots of fun in the work, he continued, especially “interacting with the students and teachers as they embark (or continue) on their educational journey.”

Even after his retirement, or perhaps especially since his retirement, Teeple said he has also learned a lot because of his work at both the elementary and high school level.

Since retiring, I have had the opportunity to work in a few elementary schools.  I find that at the elementary level, most students still possess a pure love of learning and school.  I also find that elementary school teachers have more opportunities to address the social and emotional needs of the students.  There is so much more occurring within the walls of the classroom than just academics,” he said.

Taking the helm at the K-6 grade school in Atlantic Highlands July 1, Teeple said that since he’s been in the district before, “nothing truly surprised me.  I had already come to appreciate the teamwork and work ethic of everyone, regardless of their position or title.” He is slowly getting settled in, he said, recognizing every school is different, but in many ways “ every school is the same,” so it shouldn’t take much time to latch on to the procedures and programs at Atlantic Highlands.

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Carton Brewing Before the Board Again

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Carton Brewing is presenting its proposal to add a restaurant, three apartments, a third floor, and tasting room while also continuing its office space and brewery operations at the Carton Brewery location on First Avenue, Thursday night at 7 p.m. for a series of approvals for each of the variances required to carry out the plan.

The variance application also includes changes to its second two story building at 6 E Washington Ave to limit its use to a storage facility and eliminate the current tasting room approval.

In a nine page letter to the planning board, borough planning consultant Doug Rohmeyer outlined all the facts of the application, along with the series of more information he is expecting the applicant to explain during the meeting and public hearing.

Included in the variances needed for approval are how the firm will accommodate the borough ordinance which would require 80 parking spaces for all the mixed uses where 20 are currently provided at the site.

Carton Brewing has appeared before the planning board and received a number of variance approvals since its first application in 2010, seeking a use variance for the facility. Other variances were requested in 2012, 2014,and 2016, all approved.

The roof top deck would have a wall parapet and elevator towers to accommodate each of the uses.

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Rohmeyer’s complete assessment of the application for Thursday’s meeting, together with his series of notices for areas where more information is needed, and the application for the changes requested for both the Carton Brewing building on First Avenue and the E Washington ave. facility are on the borough page at ahnj.com under Planning Board agenda and information for the meeting.

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Rainy day is loved by almost everyone I know. I especially am fond of rainy days. While I hold several special memories of rainy days and rainy season, there is one such memory that is very close to my heart. My Experience of a Rainy Day It was a cloudy morning. We could hear the sound of thunder and lightning since mid night and heavy rain was expected during the day. It was the kind of day we all long for and going to school is the last thing we would like to do on such a day. Playing in the rain with my siblings and friends from neighbours, rowing boats and eating yummy pakodas made by my mother is what I love to do on such a day. However, it was a week day and we had to go to the school. So, despite the beautiful cloudy sky and the cool breeze, we did what we did on a usual week day. We got ready, packed our school bags, had our breakfast and headed to the car with our mother who drops us to school every day. We witnessed slight drizzle from the car window. I so wanted to open the window but did not for the fear it would wet my uniform and school bag. As we drove, I noticed my mother taking a different route. It was not the one we usually took. I thought she may have taken this route to avoid water clogging or road block.However, I soon saw that we were going in a completely different direction and before I could ask my mother about it, I saw her parking the car near our preferred picnic spot. I looked at her and my siblings sitting at the back seat and a wide smile lit on our faces. We were super thrilled. This was the best thing to have happened to me in a long while.We got drenched in the rain, rowed boats and played football. When it began to rain heavily, we took shelter in the beautiful gazebo located at the picnic spot. We also had delicious foods that were being sold there. The view from the gazebo was simply awesome. We sat there looking at the rain-drenched flowers and trees as we sipped hot coffee and ate delicious foods. Conclusion It was one of the best days of my life. I thank my mom for giving us such a wonderful rainy day memory to cherish forever Rainy day is loved by almost everyone I know. I especially am fond of rainy days. While I hold several special memories of rainy days and rainy season, there is one such memory that is very close to my heart. My Experience of a Rainy Day It was a cloudy morning. We could hear the sound of thunder and lightning since mid night and heavy rain was expected during the day. It was the kind of day we all long for and going to school is the last thing we would like to do on such a day. Playing in the rain with my siblings and friends from neighbours, rowing boats and eating yummy pakodas made by my mother is what I love to do on such a day. However, it was a week day and we had to go to the school. So, despite the beautiful cloudy sky and the cool breeze, we did what we did on a usual week day. We got ready, packed our school bags, had our breakfast and headed to the car with our mother who drops us to school every day. We witnessed slight drizzle from the car window. I so wanted to open the window but did not for the fear it would wet my uniform and school bag. As we drove, I noticed my mother taking a different route. It was not the one we usually took. I thought she may have taken this route to avoid water clogging or road block.However, I soon saw that we were going in a completely different direction and before I could ask my mother about it, I saw her parking the car near our preferred picnic spot. I looked at her and my siblings sitting at the back seat and a wide smile lit on our faces. We were super thrilled. This was the best thing to have happened to me in a long while.We got drenched in the rain, rowed boats and played football. When it began to rain heavily, we took shelter in the beautiful gazebo located at the picnic spot. We also had delicious foods that were being sold there. The view from the gazebo was simply awesome. We sat there looking at the rain-drenched flowers and trees as we sipped hot coffee and ate delicious foods. Conclusion It was one of the best days of my life. I thank my mom for giving us such a wonderful rainy day memory to cherish forever

One Man’s Journey

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 Journey After a year of planning, carrying a handful of maps, an atlas and time with a friend, Rick McGovern is back in Highlands after completing the one thing he has wanted to do … ride his Harley from Highlands New Jersey to Alaska!

Rick rode 9,452 miles in 16 days, traveling ,more than 800 miles on three days and another 900 miles on two other days. He traveled through 14 states, British Columbia, the Yukon and two national parks. He also crossed one of the five Great Lakes. He did it all on a 2021 Harley Davidson CVO Ultra Limited, his third Harley in the 21 years since he first fell in love with motorcycling. Since then, and before this trip, he had ridden to 46 of the lower 48 states.

Through it all, Rick’s bike was terrific. Rick had no problems since he had a mechanic he knew and trusted to go over everything first. “No problems at all. My bike handled everything. I did add one quart of oil on the way home at about 9,000 miles.”

The reason for this trip was the quest of doing it,” Rick explained. I have ridden cross country six times, many people have. But from Highlands to Alaska! I don’t know anyone else who has done it. I have been to all of these states before, my first time to Alaska, but it was nice to go to different parts of them. I had been to Haines and Skagway, in Canada, but never in British Columbia or the Yukon.”

This month, when this dream of a lifetime trip now a reality, the retired special education teacher readily admits there are too many magnificent scenes and sites across North America to narrow it down to what is most magnificent. But when pressed, he admits putting the Sun Road at Glacier National Park in Montana, the Ice fields Parkway in Jasper National Park and every other beautiful mountain and glacier he saw as the most unforgettable places of natural beauty he has ever seen.

Besides the natural beauty for his eyes to absorb, there was a special treat for his smelling sense along the way as well, Rick said. “One of the surprises was on the Ice fields Highway; there was about a five-mile stretch where the pine trees were so thick it smelled like Christmas.  I Loved that.”

But there was something more surprising and more amazing to Rick than even the wildlife, the experience, the smells, the weather and nature in so many different aspects.

It was the spiritual side of the trip. “All glory goes to God for the success of this trip. I can do nothing without Him. Where do I begin?”

This trip changed my life with God,” Rick exclaimed. “ I felt I got much closer and looking to only grow closer. This trip really challenged my skills and a whole new appreciation for God’s beautiful works.”

The beauty of God’s country. The scenery was incredible. Mountains, glaciers, rivers, waterfalls valleys and sweeping beautiful roads with switchbacks and twisties. A blue sky that seemed to go on forever. The wildlife was wonderful too,” he continued, citing elk, caribou, bison, black bear, brown bear, grizzlies, wild horses, mountain goats, wolves and porcupines.

There were the two incidents when Rick and Marty once again called on God for protection. At one point, the pair stopped to put on rain gear. “When we got back on our bikes and pulled out, about 20 ft in front of us a good size grizzly came out of the woods moving fast in our direction. We kept going and later we pulled over to take off the gear.” But that time, he laughed, ”We took turns keeping watch.” Back on the road, about 50 ft in front of us a momma grizzly and two cubs came out of the woods, and she saw us on the bikes. But as we got closer the road stayed flat and the shoulder went up about 30 ft. We stopped and looked up at her. She didn’t care. She knew we were far enough away, but the cubs loved looking down at us. “ And yes, Rick filmed the encounter .

Rick left Highlands by himself, traveling 837 miles to Muskegon, Michigan to a ferry to Milwaukee where he met his friend Marty Herman. Marty had mapped out the trip from there to Alaska, and Rick mapped out the return trip.

However, about 20 miles outside of Alaska, Marty hit a 20 ft gravel patch in the road, a common problem that far north. He lost control and went down. He was okay and Rick explained that’s because “God sent us some angels to help out. “

Although the two bikers started every day with a prayer for safety, for weather, and in gratitude for all the beauty they were seeing, Marty admitted to being somewhat scared when he went down on his bike.

Both say it was truly a day their faith was tested. Marty said he called out to Jesus when he hit that patch and went off in the ditch and knew his bike was damaged pretty badly, yet he walked away with scrapes and pain. But that wasn’t the end of God’s intervention, both men said.

Three different groups of people came to help. A pastor, a retired EMT and a motorcycle guy who had a truck and a flatbed trailer,” Rick recalls. “The thing about the motorcycle guy besides being kind and not taking any money, was that he told us for some reason he took this road instead of the other, one of only two roads out of Skagway. I know God sent him.”

He was even more convinced later when he also learned the biker took Marty to a hotel, picked him up the next day to go to the airport and Marty could leave his bike at the guy’s house.”

Still there was more, Rick continued. “This man has his own business and ships things down to the states. He shipped Marty’s bike to him. God came through so many times.”

After Marty’s fall and forced flight home without a motorcycle to ride, there were many little things that reminded Rick that even without Marty, he still had a riding companion. “ I continued my incredible journey home on my own. Just God and I.”

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Making a Difference

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Making What is a monetary bargain for parents and a joy and recipe for excitement, fun and fond memories for children this summer thrives and continues to offer innovative programs as the Atlantic Highlands Recreation’s summer camp continues its five day a week program through mid-August.

Camp Director Meg Fisher is taking Summer Camp by storm as she serves as Camp Director for the borough program for the first time. But she comes into the position well-armed with both experience and education, both of which are obvious in the daily schedules for the children in the program ranging from kindergarten through fifth grade. The program, held both indoors and outdoors at the Elementary School plus off premises outings runs Monday through Fridays from 9 a.m. to noon for six weeks, with registration $200 per child for Atlantic Highlands residents.

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Meg has been involved with summer camps for most of her life, she laughs. Recalling she started as a Counselor-in-training and worked her way up through a variety of leadership roles over the years. She also holds an undergraduate degree in education and psychology and a master’s degree in educational leadership. Meg also completed additional post master’s training in educational therapy. She has worked as an elementary school teacher, an educational therapist and a camp leader before coming into this program. Meg serves on the Borough’s Recreation Department as a resident of the borough.

As Director, Meg oversee all aspects of the camp, from planning activities, supervising staff, communicating with families to ensuring camper safety, coordinating special events, and managing the day-to-day operation of the program.

She’s confident she can handle it all with the same professionalism she has always given to her work, she said. As an example, as Director of Staff for a camp in Washington, D.C, she had more than 3,000 campers. She has also worked with Girl Scouts of Greater New York helping support eight Urban Day Camp sites throughout the city. But she was more excited to head the program hers since she is a resident of the borough, and with fewer than 175 youngsters, she gets to know every child by name and treat them as the neighbors they are.

We can create a close-knit camp community and offer experiences that simply aren’t possible in a very large program,” the director said. “ Just last weekend, I ran into several camp families while walking around town with my son. That’s something really special.”

The program includes ten counselors and another seven Counselors-in-Training (CITs), ranging from rising high school freshmen through college students. Counselors are paid Borough employees, while CITs receive a weekly stipend. Before camp begins, every one of the staff completes orientation, CPR and First Aid training, safety training, and background checks for staff who are 18 and older.

Meg heads the full team of 19 employees who work with the children during Summer Camp including Assistant Director Casey Forbes whom Meg describes as “ fantastic.” Casey has been a staff member for camp for six years, the second in her family to hold the position, and she had been a camper herself before that . “She is truly an invaluable resource for our community,” Meg brags, “ she is studying Education at the University of Delaware. The team work extremely closely in heading the team of counselors and in-training co9unsellors ensuring a program which enables every student to be guaranteed of all the assistance or additional help they may need.

We spend a lot of time helping our staff become leaders, not just counselors.,” Peg explained,, as reasons for the success of Summer Camp. “ I hope to be a reference and mentor for them as they continue their education and careers. If they leave camp with stronger leadership, communication, and problem-solving skills—and they had fun doing it—then I feel we’ve been successful.”

While a lot of her ideas for the varieties of offerings the camp has comes from her background in education, Meg credits “some of the best ideas come from the campers themselves.” But because she also loves I also love partnering with local businesses and community members so the children can have additional experiences, she also has set another goal for herself and the program: My goal is for everyone—campers, staff, parents, and the community—to wake up thinking, “I wonder what my favorite part of camp is going to be today?”  It’s the “weird, silly, “campy” moments that are as important as the structured activities. “ Camp gives children permission to be playful in ways they might not experience during the school year, and I think those unexpected moments often become the memories they keep forever,” she said.

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As an example,. Just this week during this Summer Camp there was a trip to Fair Mountain Coffee Roasters on W. Garfield Avenue, …which also involves the Atlantic Highlands Police helping the groups cross the street safely in their walk….. to see how coffee beans are ground, and the different types of beans used in making coffees. Owner of Julio’s Restaurant is making two visits to the school to help the campers and explain what it takes to own their own business as well as how to make pizza dough. “they’ll be able to take home the dough they’ve made,” Meg says with fervor,” It’s been wonderful seeing the community embrace the camp this summer. Highlander Bicycle Co is also coming in to let the children know what they do, perhaps ensure their know all the safety habits of having bikes, and so much more. We are trying to have something “cool” every day!

In talking with Meg, it’s hard to tell who enjoys the summer program the most. She especially likes watching campers build confidence, make new friends, and discover new interests. She also loves creating opportunities where we can say “yes.” to a camper’s idea—as long as it’s safe, moments she believes the campers remember most. Her biggest challenge is balancing all the logistics while making sure every single child feels seen, included, and has a great experience.

Once the summer program ends next month, Meg she will return to her educational therapy practice, EduMindedLearning. In that program, she works one-on-one and in small groups with students with learning differences, ADHD, dyslexia, and executive functioning challenges. She also runs a “Back to School Jumpstart” program that helps students get organized, complete summer work, build study strategies, and begin the school year feeling confident and prepared before school opens in September. Throughout the school year she still maintains her own private practice full time,, helping students become more confident, independent learners by teaching them how to learn—not just what to learn. “Watching students realize they can succeed is one of the most rewarding parts of my work,” she said.

On the home front, in spite of hectic and busy schedules, Meg thrives of the love and attention of husband Patrick and son Cal and candidly admits she could not do it with them. She and her husband both own their own businesses, she laughs, adding” that’s a blessing, but does come with challenges for sure!” Still, she continues, “We have a lot of fun as a family.”

One of my goals has been to make camp about more than just keeping children busy,” this busy and zealous educator said. “I want campers to leave each day having learned something new, built confidence, made friends, and felt connected to the Atlantic Highlands community. That’s why we’ve partnered with local businesses, invited community experts and created experiences that campers will remember long after summer ends. I hope children leave camp with new skills, great memories, and an even greater appreciation for the town they call home.”

There’s every indication she has accomplished all of that and so much more.

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A FOB, Saint Anthony and Highlands PD

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FOB There are so many wonderful things about Highlands, but three that were reiterated to me in an instant this week were; people who are concerned for others, honesty and good cops who even seem like they enjoy their jobs .

I have not yet learned the name of the honest man but I’m grateful he did the right thing.

It all started when I parked my car a short distance from Ptak Tower on Shore Drive to make my weekly visits to a few residents. Though I visit the residents on each of the floors, I was on the 4th floor when it dawned on me I didn’t have my car’s key fob with me. A fob I knew is necessary in order to start the car. A fob I knew I had not left in the car since I have to make a conscious effort to know where it is when I exit the car so I’m sure not to lock it in or leave on the seat for a thief to drive off.

So I retraced my steps to each apartment I had visited, learning from each that nope, I did not leave my fob there.

Nor did it turn up in a search of the sidewalk, street or grass between my parked vehicle and the front door of Ptak Tower. What I did learn, however, about this car I only recently acquired and is the first I’ve ever had that requires a fob rather than a plain old-fashioned key, is that even if you try to open the door without having fob in hand or nearby, a very loud, long siren goes off. Nor is there any way of shutting it off until the fob feels it has reported the invasion long enough.

The siren went off long enough for a very nice young lady who was running past was concerned enough about me that she stopped to over help. Assured I was fine, she wished me luck with my venture and went on her way.

When I dared try the door again, and the siren went off again, it attracted a neighbor across the street who nodded and wished me more luck when he learned my plight.

Luck isn’t what I need, I had explained; I needed St. Anthony to do his thing and find my fob.

Saint Anthony of Padua

Back inside Ptak Tower for yet another look, I learned the police were there for an apparent emergency and two cars were out front. Saves me a walk up the hill to report it at headquarters, I thought gratefully.

Patrolman Tony Flores was the first to come out of Ptak. He said hello and in response to my question asking if everything was ok inside, told me the situation was settled inside and is there anything he could do for me. I explained I lost the fob someplace between the car and the front door. He smiled, chuckled a bit, and said yep, they had a fob that was found someplace between that car and the front door. With that, Special Officer David Osuch came out, sized up the situation, joked a bit while satisfying in his own mind it was really my car and my fob, and handed me the fob. Credit goes to the officers and the honest man, it’s true. But St. Anthony had a hand in it as well.

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The LORD is my shepherd there is nothing I lack.In green pastures he makes me lie down;to still waters he leads me;he restores my soul.He guides me along right paths for the sake of his name.Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,I will fear no evil, for you are with me; your rod and your staff comfort me.You set a table before me in front of my enemies;You anoint my head with oil;my cup overflows.Indeed, goodness and mercy will pursue me all the days of my life;I will dwell in the house of the LORD for endless days.

Walter the Woogobee, The Vortex to Vidza

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Walter the Woogobee, The Vortex to Vidza

Geared for children 5 to 10 years old

By Brenda Beckelman

Indigo River Publishing

A Book review

While youngsters might find the story fascinating, exciting, and challenging, and the art work captivating colorful and fun, there’s doubt the average five, or even 10-year-old knows the meaning of words like vortex, asteroid, telepathically or even trek or dissipate.

This story is charming, perking interest in “wind people” and highlighting the importance of communication as a means of making and keeping friends. But the combination of the adorable drawings that would intrigue a five-year-old and the patterns of quotations that would help a ten year old remember and understand each character being quoted appear to be a blend that makes the entire work a bit difficult for such a wide age group.

Similarly, with no chapter headings, and a book 37 pages long with a variety of reading styles and narratives spread across the pages it does not appear to be the first book a loving grandma would pick up to read to a child of any age.

Author Brenda Beckelman has a fantastic imagination, is a highly intelligent author who shows her own love of reading, imaging and has been identified as an award winning author, but Walter the Woogobee appears to be her first children’s book. Her biography also notes she teaches English south of the border, and there’s no doubt she loves children, being with them, and enjoying interaction that reminds her of her own happy childhood.

For the determined, the reader who like a mystery, the ten-year-old who loves living, at least for a few minutes, in an imaginary world, Walter the Woogobee is certainly worth a purchase (at less than $20) and a read. For a five year old that likes to cuddle and nod off while being read a story about traveling out in space, weather conditions and mean animals, it would definitely not be a first choice.

The book ends with a question, however, and that’s plenty and enough for the reader to want to look forward to what could happen next in book two.

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Rainy day is loved by almost everyone I know. I especially am fond of rainy days. While I hold several special memories of rainy days and rainy season, there is one such memory that is very close to my heart. My Experience of a Rainy Day It was a cloudy morning. We could hear the sound of thunder and lightning since mid night and heavy rain was expected during the day. It was the kind of day we all long for and going to school is the last thing we would like to do on such a day. Playing in the rain with my siblings and friends from neighbours, rowing boats and eating yummy pakodas made by my mother is what I love to do on such a day. However, it was a week day and we had to go to the school. So, despite the beautiful cloudy sky and the cool breeze, we did what we did on a usual week day. We got ready, packed our school bags, had our breakfast and headed to the car with our mother who drops us to school every day. We witnessed slight drizzle from the car window. I so wanted to open the window but did not for the fear it would wet my uniform and school bag. As we drove, I noticed my mother taking a different route. It was not the one we usually took. I thought she may have taken this route to avoid water clogging or road block.However, I soon saw that we were going in a completely different direction and before I could ask my mother about it, I saw her parking the car near our preferred picnic spot. I looked at her and my siblings sitting at the back seat and a wide smile lit on our faces. We were super thrilled. This was the best thing to have happened to me in a long while.We got drenched in the rain, rowed boats and played football. When it began to rain heavily, we took shelter in the beautiful gazebo located at the picnic spot. We also had delicious foods that were being sold there. The view from the gazebo was simply awesome. We sat there looking at the rain-drenched flowers and trees as we sipped hot coffee and ate delicious foods. Conclusion It was one of the best days of my life. I thank my mom for giving us such a wonderful rainy day memory to cherish forever Rainy day is loved by almost everyone I know. I especially am fond of rainy days. While I hold several special memories of rainy days and rainy season, there is one such memory that is very close to my heart. My Experience of a Rainy Day It was a cloudy morning. We could hear the sound of thunder and lightning since mid night and heavy rain was expected during the day. It was the kind of day we all long for and going to school is the last thing we would like to do on such a day. Playing in the rain with my siblings and friends from neighbours, rowing boats and eating yummy pakodas made by my mother is what I love to do on such a day. However, it was a week day and we had to go to the school. So, despite the beautiful cloudy sky and the cool breeze, we did what we did on a usual week day. We got ready, packed our school bags, had our breakfast and headed to the car with our mother who drops us to school every day. We witnessed slight drizzle from the car window. I so wanted to open the window but did not for the fear it would wet my uniform and school bag. As we drove, I noticed my mother taking a different route. It was not the one we usually took. I thought she may have taken this route to avoid water clogging or road block.However, I soon saw that we were going in a completely different direction and before I could ask my mother about it, I saw her parking the car near our preferred picnic spot. I looked at her and my siblings sitting at the back seat and a wide smile lit on our faces. We were super thrilled. This was the best thing to have happened to me in a long while.We got drenched in the rain, rowed boats and played football. When it began to rain heavily, we took shelter in the beautiful gazebo located at the picnic spot. We also had delicious foods that were being sold there. The view from the gazebo was simply awesome. We sat there looking at the rain-drenched flowers and trees as we sipped hot coffee and ate delicious foods. Conclusion It was one of the best days of my life. I thank my mom for giving us such a wonderful rainy day memory to cherish forever

 

Ice Cure’s ProSense – My 10 Years Cancer Free

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It has been ten years since I was diagnosed with breast cancer … And it has been ten years since I was cured of it in a 28-minute procedure I could watch.

Today, nothing makes me happier than seeing Ice Cure’s ProSense being sought after by hospitals and physicians who now have found an inexpensive, quick, painless cure for some types of breast cancer in some women.

What is yet to come to make my joy and respect for Ice Cure and ProSense even better, is even more approvals from the Food and Drug Administration which will enable doctors to use the procedure on younger women.

Ten years without cancer. Ten years without any chemo or therapy or anything else. Simply cryoablation for 28 minutes.

Dr. Kenneth Tomkovich M.D.
Dr. Kenneth Tomkovich M.D.

There is no doubt I was fortunate enough to be in the right place at the right time … Freehold, where Radiologist Dr. Tomkovich was eager and well prepared to give cyroablation a try … Central State Hospital where the hospital staff and Women’s Center thought cyroablation was excellent enough to give it a trial. And I was also fortunate enough to be leaving on a trip to Israel with a group from Our Lady of Perpetual Help St Agnes parish two weeks after the procedure. So I could actually see the campus where this marvelous procedure was developed for breast cancer and personally thank the men and women who work there and made it possible for Ice Cure to come to the United States for trial.

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The Author, a Breast Cancer Survivor thanks to Prosense and Ice Cure

I was proud to go to Washington DC to testify before the FDA last year as to the excellence of cyroablation, becoming a small part of the process which led to its approval. And I was honored a few months ago when these same wonderful ProSense people invited me to New York to be photographed in front of the mid-New York lighted billboard that promoted ProSense shares are now available on the Market.

Ten years. I’ve enjoyed ten years thanks to ProSense without cancer. Ten years of continuing to live an exciting and fun- filled life.

ProSense is the US commercial base of Ice Cure, that incredibly magical company in Caesarea, Israel that introduced cyroablation as a cure for breast cancer. Since it received FDA approval last year, it has soared 70 per cent in demand from leading hospitals and physicians across the country, and now has dedicated sales and marketing professionals in New York, Southern California and the Midwest.

Cyroablation is simply a minimally invasive liquid nitrogen-based technology that destroys tumors by freezing. The procedure, although successful in other countries for several years, underwent those years of trials in the United States that started with me in New Jersey a decade ago before it got sanctioned by the FDA last year.

Today, ProSense® systems at clinics and hospitals across the U.S. have been added, with procedures now being performed in major metropolitan areas across the country.

It was ten years ago that I had the choice of surgery, chemo and later therapy or being a cancer victim willing to try out this cyroablation. Dr. Tomkovich and the hospital staff felt it was well worth a try.

It was an easy choice to make and only took a few minutes to sign my name on the dotted line. After all, the hospital, the radiologist were putting their reputations on the line; for me, if it did not work, I would still have the opportunity for more invasive and painful means of curing my cancer. Besides, I thought, at 79 years of age, it would be a new and exciting experience! And I wouldn’t even need anesthesia!

Did I do the right thing? Was it worth the risk? Am I grateful? Was it worth putting my faith in a doctor I did not know, a hospital where I had never even been a patient?

Let me put it this way: In the past ten years, I have seen and visited homes and businesses where my son and his wife have made a difference in their lives and the lives of others in several states;

I have seen my independent daughter who never owned a house become the owner of one in Florida and another in New Jersey;

I have been thrilled watching my retired Naval officer daughter helping every kid at MAST on Sandy Hook become a smarter, more mature adult and then saw her retire last year with mixed emotions … loving the leisure but missing the cadets. 

My Naval Helicopter Pilot Grandson and I

I have seen my grandson graduate college, be Commissioned and Officer in the United States Navy, earn his Wings of Gold as a helicopter pilot in that same Navy where both his parents also served, serving with Marines like his aunt and uncle had been decades before.

I have seen my grandchildren marry, I’ve welcomed half a dozen more great grandchildren, I’ve moved from Freehold back to the Bayshore which will always be home. I have been honored by the Monmouth County Judiciary for my volunteer work as a mediator, and by the Daughters of the American Revolution because I admire and praise their hard work and what they stand for.

New Jersey SSN 796 Sea Trials

I have been down in SSN-796, the New Jersey, long enough to know I do not ever want to be a submariner but will always respect them.

I have traveled to Cuba with friends twice, stood on Jefferson’s Rock in West Virginia, and taken Amtrak cross country.

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Congressman Chris Smith

I have researched and learned so much more about Medal of Honor recipients, especially after Congressman Chris Smith was able to retrieve a Medal and return it to its rightful family in Freehold as well as play a role in getting recognition for the Medal of Honor recipient who served as a light housekeeper at the Twin Lights museum in Highlands.

Governor Sherrill and Muriel Smith

I have met with Congressmen, Senators, the Governor, other state leaders, judges and noted historians and authors. I wrote two more books and a pamphlet on the ghost in my son’s home in Mississippi. I have been fortunate to work with real patriots whose Fins for Freedom day of fishing means so much to military and veterans.

I have visited numerous cities from Vermont to Georgia seeing up close what they offer and all the while learning more about a country in which I had already visited all 50 states.

I have written millions of words and thousands of stories that both delighted and agonized hundreds of thousands of readers in more than 150 countries. I have accepted their complimentary remarks. I have often wondered … but always appreciated … why those who wrote vitriolic comments about some stories even bother to read me.

And best of all, in those ten years, I have kept old friends, made new ones, helped others in little ways, and been able to tell some whose own fears of cancer have discouraged them: the disease is terrible, the name is frightening, prognoses is individual and not all endings are not always happy. But meeting it head on, taking chances, and continuing to enjoy life might make it all easier.

For me? Thanks so very much Ice Cure, thank you Ceasarea, Israel for your outstanding operation, thank you ProSense for working so hard for approval in the United States.

Can’t wait for the net ten years of excitement, thanks to your work a decade ago.

ProSense
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Campers and Coffee

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Just when you thought the Atlantic Highlands summer camp couldn’t get any better, the kids took a short walk to Fair Mountain Coffee Roasters and learned more than they thought possible about coffee.

It was a joint venture of local businessman Steven Almante, owner of Fair Mountain Coffee Roasters , on First Avenue, the local Police Department who ensured a safe walking journey from the elementary school to the West Garfield Avenue entrance to Coffee Roasters, and Camp Director Meg Fisher and her staff who escorted the youngsters in groups of 20 to 30 to learn from Almonte, an expert on coffee as well as an animated teacher of the science behind growing.

The youngsters got to see and hold the actual coffee beans used in roasting, and see and hear the huge spotlessly clean ovens in which they’re ground and roasted. They learned the process of why the little green seeds that are the coffee beans turn brown, sniffed how they smell, and viewed the massive map on the wall that showed where the coffees come from, places ranging from Central and South America Africa and Indonesia where the name Java for coffee originated honoring the island from whence coffee has been grown.

Almante pointed out on the map the areas from where the many varieties of high-quality coffee beans are exported for Fair Mountain Coffee Roasters, highlighting not only the distance the beans have come but also their means of transportation by ship and truck. The campers saw the live coffee tree in the shop which Almante said gets red blossoms that can also be eaten, but stressed it is the seeds of the tree that make coffee.

In response to animated questions from the campers, the shop owner cited the similarities between tea bags and loose coffee in creating taste and color, displayed the barrels in which the ground coffee is kept before being packed in the white bags for purchase by the pound, and pointed out the green leaves of the coffee plant are from the energy of the sun.

Almante also let the campers select one of four different black and white pictures he had made of people and places relative to Fair Mountain Coffee Roasters and encouraged them each to take them home and color them. Once finished, he told them they could come back with their colored picture and their parent and guardian and give him back the coloring. In return, he promised them, he would treat their parent to a cup of coffee and the youngster to a cup of the shop’s very special hot chocolate.

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Rainy day is loved by almost everyone I know. I especially am fond of rainy days. While I hold several special memories of rainy days and rainy season, there is one such memory that is very close to my heart. My Experience of a Rainy Day It was a cloudy morning. We could hear the sound of thunder and lightning since mid night and heavy rain was expected during the day. It was the kind of day we all long for and going to school is the last thing we would like to do on such a day. Playing in the rain with my siblings and friends from neighbours, rowing boats and eating yummy pakodas made by my mother is what I love to do on such a day. However, it was a week day and we had to go to the school. So, despite the beautiful cloudy sky and the cool breeze, we did what we did on a usual week day. We got ready, packed our school bags, had our breakfast and headed to the car with our mother who drops us to school every day. We witnessed slight drizzle from the car window. I so wanted to open the window but did not for the fear it would wet my uniform and school bag. As we drove, I noticed my mother taking a different route. It was not the one we usually took. I thought she may have taken this route to avoid water clogging or road block.However, I soon saw that we were going in a completely different direction and before I could ask my mother about it, I saw her parking the car near our preferred picnic spot. I looked at her and my siblings sitting at the back seat and a wide smile lit on our faces. We were super thrilled. This was the best thing to have happened to me in a long while.We got drenched in the rain, rowed boats and played football. When it began to rain heavily, we took shelter in the beautiful gazebo located at the picnic spot. We also had delicious foods that were being sold there. The view from the gazebo was simply awesome. We sat there looking at the rain-drenched flowers and trees as we sipped hot coffee and ate delicious foods. Conclusion It was one of the best days of my life. I thank my mom for giving us such a wonderful rainy day memory to cherish forever

Pritchard Takes the Helm

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When students at the Highlands Public School meet their new principal Eric Pritchard when school doors open in September, they will be greeted by a dedicated, happy, eager educator who may be new to them, but not to the teenagers at Henry Hudson Regional School.

Pritchard was recently named principal at the K-6 school, taking the place of Dr. Jacoutet, who is now Director of Curriculum for the PreK through 12 grade regional district, and whose office is now at the Atlantic Highlands Elementary School.

By promoting proven leaders who already know our students, staff, and community, we are ensuring both continuity and a fresh, enthusiastic energy for the upcoming school year,” said Dr. Tara Beams, superintendent of the district in praising Pritchard and his plans for continuing Dr. Jacoutet’s excellence at the Highlands school. “This internal growth reflects the strength of our district’s professional culture and our shared commitment to excellence.”

The new principal, who has been on the job as principal since July 1 but has worked together with Dr. Beam’s and Jacoutet for many weeks prior, in anticipation of the planned expansion of the curriculum program, has a quarter of a century experience in the educational field at both elementary and high school levels. He served 20 years in the Hazlet Township school system, first as a substitute teacher and volunteer coach, next as a fourth grade teacher for three years at the Raritan Valley School, then with the social studies department at Raritan High School.

While at Raritan, Pritchard taught numerous classes not only on US history but also US government and politics as well as a variety of other elective classes.

Nor are his talents restricted to the classroom or leadership from an office. Athletes in a variety of fields and those who follow the discipline, teamwork and prowess of athletics can testify to his excellence as a coach in wrestling, girls track and field, and boys cross country and track and field where he has worked in all fields as both an assistant and head coach for years.

He is coming to the Highlands Elementary school directly from Henry Hudson, where he has been vice principal for four years, as well as Athletic Director for the Admirals, the high school athletic teams.

It has been his own teachers and experience in school that inspired Pritchard to go into education for his life work. With both undergraduate and master’s degrees from American University, Pritchard, said he selected education “as a way to give back and inspire the next generation.  I was lucky to have a number of influential or inspirational coaches and teachers throughout my journey.  Seeing the growth that students and faculty make during the course of their journey is very gratifying.”

Conceding that while “ are many aspects that are outside my control, “ nonetheless education is dynamic since it enables him to “focus on being the best I can be for our students and staff.”

Looking forward to this next step in his own career and already in admiration of the campus and building for the Highlands students, as well as its history and location of the school overlooking the borough, Pritchard said he is “ bringing the same energy and passion I brought to Hudson.   I’ll continue to lead with energy and a strong faith in what our staff and students can accomplish.” He praised the work Dr. Jacoutot and the staff at Highlands have been accomplishing and added he is looking forward to “ keeping the success rolling and finding ways for me to support our students and staff.”
While it might present a challenge to some, Pritchard looks forward to getting to know new staff and student body. And he’s prepared to make it easier for everybody by being a highly visible leader. In addition to meeting with every staff member before school begins, this principal will be certain every student gets to him daily as he not only walks through school but also sits in on some of their classrooms “as I check out all of the awesome work they will be doing”

The fun part of the job as elementary school principal is the energy that age group student brings to a school. “It will be super fun interacting with them on a daily basis.  It will also be fun getting to know our amazing faculty as well; I’ve worked with a few of them in various capacities in the district so I have some familiarity to build on.” Since being involved at this grade level is not new to him, Pritchard is reminded of his years as a fourth grade teacher ans is now looking forward to that experience again “in a new environment as well as in a familiar place.”

Pritchard believes he has the best of all worlds both as principal at the Highlands school and at home. Married and the father of two daughters, he is also watching both his girls meeting, enjoying and overcoming the challenges of college both attend now. He’s also an avid animal lover, as evidenced by the fact the family also includes Lucky the dog, and Princess Leia and Buddy, the family’s two cats. The family enjoys beach trips, watching movies, and fitness programs, and in quiet time, he is an avid reader and sports aficionado . And already one of his favorite mottos is Fly Ospreys!

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