The longest week ever

Sherry Farrell

Last week was one odd week.

Often weeks pass by quickly. Not this one.  It just seemed to drag on.

The funny thing about it was everyone was saying it. On Tuesday it felt like Thursday already.

Kind of funny, it’s 5:15 a.m. Friday morning and I’ve started our story early. To me it feels like it should be Sunday already and that is when I talk to you!

Some weeks fly by us, not this one.

Julie asked if our story could be turned in early this week because of the holiday on Monday so I guess a long-drawn-out week has its upside, too.

I think the toughest time of the day has become from 5 o’clock on. Once our workday is over, whether it’s at the office or at home, then the dark starts to set in, and it feels like bedtime already.

Thank goodness our amazing town manager, who is always trying to find ways to keep our spirits up, recently sent us an email to say at the end of the day on a Friday called “Good News Friday.” The email simply said, “It’s 4:30 and still light out!!!!”

Little out of the blue things like that give us hope.

The shortest day of 2020 was Dec. 21, but then things started to improve little by little each day.

Can you imagine that on that day the North Pole experienced 24 hours of complete darkness and the South Pole 24 hours of total daylight? Have you ever witnessed that? If so, send me an email and tell us what it was like.

According to, once we make it to January, each day we gain about 90 seconds to two full minutes of daylight. Once we get to March and the sun is higher in the sky, we jump to around four minutes each day.

When we lived in Fairport, New York for a short time, we always noticed that the sun would not set completely until close to 9 p.m. in the summer. It was beautiful to be able to take walks late in the evening.

What kinds of things can you do on those extra-long weeks and weekends?  

Last weekend John, Mackensie and I took a drive up to Lincoln. Taking drives is something we seem to do so much more now. John and I often get up early on the weekend and just drive around our area.

John puts our coffee in two insulated mugs. We stay in our comfy clothes and we drive and notice all of the changes.

We drive through new developments, around Derry, Londonderry and sometimes Windham, too. The things you notice. Sadly, we also notice the businesses that could not hang on. Very sad.

Back to Lincoln. As we go by Concord on Interstate 93, I look for our state capitol like a little kid looking for an ice cream place.

I love that gold dome and what it represents with all my heart.

Our history, unity, strength and perseverance together as one. Can you imagine that it was started back in the early 1800s and finished in 1819?

The gold dome is painted with 24-karat leaf gold and the original gold painted war wooden eagle was replaced with a peace eagle. The original eagle is now at our New Hampshire Historical Society. I have to ask Kirsten Hildonen about that. She is an amazing historian.

Our friend Steve Hurley, who was first a marine veteran and has spent the last 30 years as a postman, always salutes every post office that he drives past.

I know I got the idea from Steve, but every time we drive by or approach our great State House I salute and make the sign of the cross too!

I offer complete respect and a prayer for our great state. I don’t think anyone else notices, but I know in my heart that I took a second to be grateful for those who came before us and a prayer for what lies ahead.

Speaking of the post office, they have withstood so many nasty-isms (a new Sherry word) over the last few months. We need to give them a break.

They are facing the same things we are all facing too. COVID, fear, working with the public.

I think we should all salute our postal workers and say thank you. Imagine if they weren’t here for us.

I have to give a special Sherry Shout Out to our postmaster Jay Hooley. I had a huge project that had to get done and Jay made sure it got done right.

My hat also goes off to Jacolyn who has worked for the post office for seven years now. She has the patience of a saint and jumped right in to help.

Dear goodness, my love of our State House always distracts me. Back to our drive to Lincoln.

What a hidden treasure. Usually we drive through quickly, grab a bunch of candy at the world's largest candy store and go on our way. Not this time.

We had heard that there were amazing burgers to be had at the Black Mountain Burger Company. Boy were they right! We ordered them to go and, of course, going along with our theme of being in the car that’s where we ate our burgers. Truly the best burger I have ever had and fries, too.

All three of our burgers where huge but each cooked to perfection. I wish I could drive back today. (Now I’m finishing our story on our traditional Sunday morning). Take a drive, order a burger and I know you will thank me.

Ralph Langone wanted me to give a heartfelt shout out to Miles of Smiles Dentistry. As a senior, it means the world to Ralph.

They have great healthy yearly dental plans available but, more importantly, Ralph said everyone in there is always caring and yes, smiling, too. Talk about going above and beyond.  

When Ralph’s love of his life, Maureen, died of COVID this past fall, all nine people that work at Miles of Smiles sent Ralph a personal sympathy card. That says it all.

I have so much more to tell you, and some fun ideas to share of what you can do on these finally getting shorter days, but now my story is getting as long as last week was!

Sherry Farrell is the Londonderry Town Clerk and a longtime resident of New Hampshire.


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