On July 26, the first U.S. Congressional hearings on UAP will take place with three “whistleblowers” answering questions about the out-of-this-world weirdness that apparently has been going on for nearly 100 years
To some it’s a nostalgia trip, to others it’s a joyous reunion — but anyone who spends a day or two at Jerry Jam will get a potent shot of good old-fashioned peace and love (and rock ‘n’ roll).
I got to meet my replacement the other day. He hadn’t been hired yet, but there’s not a lot of objectivity in such an encounter so no one was seeking my approval. Still, for what it’s worth, I approve. Mike Cote seems tailor made for the job.
The Lakes Region's beloved bikefest becomes a centenarian this year, but still brings out the kid in bikers of all ages.
Our postmodern age is fun if you enjoy watching language change before your eyes. I’m an editor, so my job is to be a stickler, but as Gen. John Stark’s life made clear, you’ve got to pick your battles. Which brings us to my point of contention: our famous state motto
To give others a chance to state their own cases for the true legacy of the Old Man, I invited readers to submit short stories about what he meant (or still means) to them and got some wonderful responses.
Don’t hate me, but I was originally not that fond of the Old Man of the Mountain. I’m from out of state (ain’t we all?). Maybe that stony visage was just less endearing to someone whose formative outdoor experiences were not bracketed by drives past it.
History lives in New Hampshire and nowhere more so than in its Capitol City where our state Legislature still meets in the same chambers it has occupied since 1819 and where the U.S. Constitution was finally ratified, in 1788, ensuring that it would become the blueprint for America democracy.
“All you have to do is one thing, and then keep on doing one thing over and over again and it will create such an amazing path forward.”
In “Outer Space: 100 Poems,” a new volume curated and edited by Midge Goldberg, the power of poetry is used to scan the heavenly firmament and finds that it reflects those same intricate beauties back to the careful observer.
The top doctor in the world, according to the education company Embibe, is a professor of orthopedics and medical director for The Dartmouth Institute. Surgeon Dr. William A. Abdu leads a top 10 list they recently released.
This coming March, I’ll have worked as editor of this magazine (or a precursor of it) for 30 years. So, 2023 will be an auspicious year for me, but even more so for the state celebrated in these pages: New Hampshire is turning 400.
Meet Yasamin "Yaz" Safarzadeh, an Auburn activist, visual artist and performer.
Rock 'n' roll may never die, but your MP3 player surely will, so why not gift friends with permanent copies of their favorite record albums?
Kurt Vonnegut once opined, “I can think of no more stirring symbol of man’s humanity to man than a fire engine.” Asked for the earliest sign of civilization, Margaret Mead pointed to an ancient human femur, broken and healed.
Imagine enjoying life in New Hampshire, along with countless others like you, when suddenly you, your friends and everyone around you grows pale, turns yellow, then bursts into garish colors, dessicates and drops onto the ground.
“When the legend becomes fact, print the legend,” said the newspaper editor, Maxwell Scott, in “The Man Who Shot Liberty Valance.” Those words took on new meaning for me as this issue, with a focus on UFOs, came into existence.
August is the sidekick of summer — at least here in New Hampshire where June can’t make up its mind and July’s fireworks and patriotic parades loudly declare that vacation time is here. Hot, holiday-free August gets little respect.
Our Best of New Hampshire issue is a snapshot of a moving target. The great Granite State is a dynamic place with lots of players competing for attention. For something even more consistently out-of-this-world amazing, just look up.
The “Chautauqua” movement began just a few decades after the Civil War with a goal of bringing people from different walks of life together for fun and enrichment. Our Best of NH Party began two decades ago with similar goals.
I once walked in an early version of what’s now known as the metaverse via an online app called Second Life. It included a whole digital world and a downscaled version of real life. It even featured a virtual “New Hampshire.”
From Ernest Harold Baynes’ beloved birds and buffalo to Clark’s famous bears to North Conway’s Spunky the Frog, animals have been movers and shakers of our history and culture for as long as we’ve been a state.
The holiday decorations brightening my street last month included a few illuminated peace signs — though most of our neighbors are way too young to remember the peace symbol as the potent ’60s icon it once was.
Can the arts save the world? These local artists, leaders of a movement for peace and understanding, believe they can.
Winter is coming! Prepare with books.
Tom Waits, no ray of sunlight, wrote and sang of November: “November’s cold chain / Made of wet boots and rain / And shiny black ravens / On chimney smoke lanes / November seems odd / You’re my firing squad.”
Travel back in time during this season of feasting, remembrance and families reuniting.
A decade or so ago, I built a stage in my backyard. My kids were all performers of some sort and we had a couple of annual musical parties each year. Plus, I guess I had a lot more time on my hands back then.
I was 23 when I saw them, like three glass lenses examining the edge of a high cloud. Then something started to fall from them, tiny dark spots fluttering hundreds of feet until I could tell what they were: leaves.
If you consider yourself a coffee expert (or just want a really good cup of Joe), don’t miss out on La Mulita Coffee Bar and Roastery in Rye.
A robin’s song is a bit like a cantor’s prayer, sung solemnly but brimming with joy. I know this because of an app on my phone that has finally allowed me to figure out what some of that summer bird chatter is about.
Take the politics out of the past COVID year and just look at how the people and businesses in our state have behaved and you might feel a glow of pride and a sense that New Hampshire really is the best.
Most years, around this time, the magazine office looks like a warehouse filled with supplies for our annual Best of NH Party, held each June for the past 19 years. For our 20th year, we’re shaking things up.
It felt a little anticlimactic when, after standing in a cold line outside Concord’s Steeplegate Mall for a half-hour and then winding around a Space-Mountain-length indoor queue for an hour, I got my shot.
In our last issue we listed 48 things that wouldn’t exist (at least not as they are) without the Granite State. Seems we missed a few, but our readers were paying attention. Here are their additions to the list.
Just in time for your stay-at-home New Year’s Eve, a NH food and drink guru offers a fun and easy guide to home bartending.
The easiest topic for a good January 2021 Editor’s Notes would be to tell 2020, “So long, and don’t let the door hit you where the Good Lord split you.” But was 2020 really so bad we can’t say anything nice?
Reporter Lenie supports business and spreads joy.
My mom’s mother was always “Grandmother” to my siblings and me, but to her friends she was known as Monoo. She was a world traveler, interior decorator, storyteller and collector of curiosities.
While I share some of my dad’s reservations about the economy-stimulating holidays, I do enjoy that feeling I get when I’ve found a gift that will prove I care about some person as a nongeneric individual
Maybe it’s the placement on the calendar between two holiday juggernauts, but there’s one annual celebration that is easy to forget, unless you are one of the millions of people for whom it was named.
In which our new publisher discovers local literary luminary P.J. O’Rourke.
“October Country ... that country where it is always turning late in the year. That country where the hills are fog and the rivers are mist; where noons go quickly, dusks and twilights linger, and midnights stay.”
As a kid, my tribe was the nerds and weirdos. Truth be told, it still is. Fortunately for me, the Granite State tends to attract such people. One of our features this month makes that case and awakened a few memories.
Editor Rick Broussard chats with Chris Buckner (aka Spider-Man)
Dunbarton radiologist and comic collector Matthew DiMasi had been handmaking mosaic renderings of his favorite comic covers for six years
New Hampshire Magazine Editor Rick Broussard interviewed Godsmack front man Sully Erna to discuss music, life in NH and the "Unforgettable" music video.
Godsmack is one of rock’s most successful and enduring bands and its frontman has Granite State roots. Here’s how founder Sully Erna rose from student in the school of hard knocks to tenured professor in the school of rock
There’s been a lot of name-calling in recent years, so it’s interesting when an epithet becomes a commendation. To be a called “nerd” was once to be sidelined, but now it’s a quirky badge of honor.
I lived in the Deep South in the early 1980s and the stone water fountains in our town park still had “White Only” chiseled into them. No one paid much notice, except to point out how slowly some things change.
