My tribute to my brother has turned into a Pay it Forward event that has exploded locally and even gone across to the other coast.
My tribute to my brother has turned into a Pay it Forward event that has exploded locally and even gone across to the other coast.
I am taking a break from brewing starting January so I can prepare for my Professional Engineer exam in April. I have some backstock ingredients so I have been working them down. Today I brewed an experimental beer that I hope reminds me of pretzels.
Here is the recipe for 1.5 gallons:
10.00 g Sea Salt (Mash 60.0 mins) Water Agent 1 -
1 lbs 10.4 oz White Wheat Malt (2.4 SRM) Grain 2 69.5 %
4.0 oz Acid Malt (3.0 SRM) Grain 3 10.5 %
4.0 oz White Wheat Malt-toasted (2.4 SRM) Grain 4 10.5 %
2.0 oz Oats, Flaked (1.0 SRM) Grain 5 5.3 %
0.30 oz Goldings, East Kent [5.00 %] – Boil 90.0 min Hop 6 23.1 IBUs
1.6 oz Cane (Beet) Sugar (0.0 SRM) Sugar 7 4.2 % post krausen
I did a step mash, biab, stovetop. The first rest was 122F for 30 minutes. The second rest was 152F for 60 minutes. I did a 90 minute boil. I didn’t have any beer yeast, so I used a packet of Montrachet. Hopefully it rips through the sugars, I’m not looking for yeast character on this one anyways. Hopefully the acid malt gives the hint of sourdough, the salt, well salt, and the toasted wheat that toasty outer crust of a pretzel. The wort tasted pretty good going into the fermenter.
While I was brewing, some other things were going on at Little House on the Sandpit…
Went fichin’ with the boy at the Canal today. We were still fishermen, not catchermen. But next to us a guy hauled in a few. His last one while we were there was a keeper. He asked Justin if he wanted it, which of course was a resounding yes! Feed my family? Yes please! People can be really great sometimes.
Rest in peace Ray Bradbury. I lift my glass of dandelion wine in remembrance of all the time I have spent reading your work over the years. May your eternity be as sweet as dandelion wine.
Smells sweet yet earthy, a bit of an alcohol nose still (it is sill a bit young).
Looks coppery yellow, very clear.
Tastes really interesting. It is a bit hot still, but not overly hot. Warms your throat delayed after swallowing. The taste is hard to put a finger on, it is sweet and has a flower taste, maybe a little citrus.
I have no idea how it is supposed to taste. This was a small bottle, I’ll let the other bottles rest until August at least to give it 1 year age and give it a try again. But I will enjoy this bottle pretty well.
My 3 year old son loves marshmallow (mahmahmellos). Did I say love? He LOVES them. He doesn’t like going potty on the toilet yet. Got me thinking… marshmallows and potty have got to be a good thing. It works!
We go on the potty.
We flush the toilet.
We wash our hands.
We get mini-mahmahmallows for #1 and a big mahmahmallow for #2.
He actually asks to go potty most times now.
Sometimes you just have to roll with the punches with children.
Last diaper days soon?
My son has ADHD-bad. My little brother had it bad too so it isn’t surprising. Many people don’t believe in ADHD. I agree that there is probably over-diagnosis with many children who don’t have ADHD being diagnosed with it. But believe me, my son has it. The difference when he is on his medicine and when he is not is night and day with him. You want to throttle him when he is off.
One thing that has bothered me is that his medicine is Adderall which is an amphetamine. They put young children on this. My brother was on Ritalin and my parents fought to move him onto lesser medication when he got older. We started that battle too. Our Dr. suggested Strattera. One issue with Strattera is that is can affect the length between heartbeats, called QT length. So before children go on it, they run an EKG at the pediatrician’s office. My son did his. BAD NEWS.
The Dr was concerned with the QT length he had already so immediately contacted a Children’s Hosptial branch for an appointment with a children’s heart specialist. Scared.
At Children’s they were really concerned about his QT length and said he had Long QT Syndrome. Looked it up. SCARED. They want to put him on a 24 hour heart monitor. Ordered him to immediately be taken off all medication. And ordered him to go to Boston Children’s Hospital.
So off his meds, we want to both throttle him and hug him at the same time. It will be a trying week until he goes to Children’s. If I could take his place I would. Cross your fingers for him, and if you pray, we’d appreciate the thoughts. Hopefully his medications did this and taking him off will reverse it all and he is a normal, healthy boy.
As I brew Boumpy’s Beer today, I will be keeping all the great memories I have of my grandfather we called Boumpy. I wish he were around to meet his great grandchilren, they would have loved that jolly round man I knew as Boumpy. He’ll forever be my secret Santa Claus or as we called him (to keep the secret from the other children) Boumpy Claus.
Crosby Clifton Hurd (“Bing”), born June 9, 1915 in Brockton, Massachusetts.
Parents were Byron Edmund Hurd of Brockton, and Ida Frank (Bates) Hurd, also
He Graduated from Brockton High School in 1935.
His first job was at the local Comet Market. Then he went on to be the Assistant
Chef at the State Hospital in Lakeville. After that he went into the business of turning
lasts for shoes and worked for many local companies, being loaned out as he was needed.
At the start of World War II he was drafted to turn out gun stocks. Also he was deaf in
one ear, with no ear drum. However, he got his “greetings” three days before his
He was married to Olive May Lenihan, of Brockton, on September 30, 1942, at
the Warren Avenue Baptist Church. He played semi-professional basketball and coached
many teams at various times. Bing also won the Golden Gloves for boxing in Chicago in
1942, while he was in the service.
After the war Bing had a home bakery delivery route for a couple of years, then
went on to manage the canteen while the Brockton V.A. Hospital was being built.
Finally he came full circle and went back to last turning, retiring from Vulcan Last
company in 1979.
While in Brockton Bing was active in the Warren Avenue Baptist Church and
held many positions, being a Trustee for many years. He was also a charter member of
the Beacon Lighters of the church.
After living at 523 Summer Street in Brockton for 35 years Bing moved to
Cranberry Village, a mobile home park in South Carver, Ma early in 1978. There he has
been active in the association and manager of the clubhouse (with no pay, but keeping
peace in the park.) Bing now has the main room in the clubhouse named “Bing Hurd’s
Room” in appreciation of his efforts.
Bing is now a member of the First Congregational Church of Wareham where he
has served on boards, been President of the Congregators for two years and of the Men’s
Club for two years.
In Carver he has served on the Finance Committee, the SeaMass Committee, the
original North Carver Fire Station Committee, and as Chairman of the Shurtleff Park
Bing started the South Carver Lions Club in 1986 and served as President for
three years. He has been on many boards and committees and the Hearing Foundation
for 5 years. In 1995 Bing was named a Melvin Jones Fellow.
During Bing’s three years in service he was a radio mechanic and operator in
Deanthorpe, England, and he flew in nineteen missions, being shot down over France
once. His one good ear started to fade shortly after he returned to U.S. and has steadily
decreased since then, due in part to an explosion he was involved in at the base.
For about ten years Bing was Carver’s own Mr. Santa Claus, going to schools,
nursing homes and other groups.
In 1945 we purchased land in Indian Mound Beach in Wareham, Ma. And built a
cottage there, which we lived in from the day school was out until the day before school
began in the Fall. We sold this in 1965 and started camping with a tent as our first
choice. We graduated to a tent trailer and finally had three different trailers, each one a
little larger. In 1966 we purchased land in Freedom, New Hampshire, and eventually
built on it. We loved the mountains but the responsibility of having it and taking care of
Olive’s mother was too much of a conflict, so we finally sold it.
-Excerpt from “Olive May (Lenihan) Hurd’s Life…In her own words.”
For those of you not in Wareham, or don’t care about nitrogen issues, I apologize right now and you need not read further. But if you are interested, here’s my take.
I am a civil engineer and designing groundwater discharge permit systems, Title 5 systems, and I/A systems is one of the many things I have been doing for 13 years now. I currently work for the Town of Falmouth where they are tackling the same issues. This is how I see the current regulations proposed for the Town of Wareham.
To summarize: If you have to do a Title 5 inspection and your system fails, or you are required to build a new system (either an upgrade to your house or a brand new house or business), you would have to install an I/A system that meets 12 mg/l nitrogen average on the year. That system would have to be run by a company and sampled quarterly for 2 years then it could drop to 2 times a year. So additional cost to design the system, purchase the system, build the system, operate the system (electricity), run the system, and finally test the system, plus future repairs of system components when they fail since most have mechanical and electrical components. I won’t put dollar figures on any of this because in all my years I found this information to be very elusive. None of the manufactures are completely honest and come right out with final out of wallet costs for fear of competitors. Needless to say, selecting a system is a difficult task and it is hard to explain to a client why. I could tell you how much I paid but my services were free and I got breaks on costs with industry discounts so my experience wouldn’t be useful. A lot of the system are designed and sold by engineers and the line between engineer and salesman is completely blurred on almost all of them which is very sad because above all an engineer should be of the highest ethics. Then there is the Buzzards Bay Test Center and what it could be versus what it is due to how it is being run, again what could be a vital resource for data falls to politics and money. Don’t ask, I don’t want to get into it.
Onto my take on things.
There are several nitrogen reducing systems out there. But only a handful that would stand behind their system to reach 12 mg/l average for the year. This is only 2 mg/l over a GROUNDWATER DISCHARGE PERMIT. Who came up with this limit and why? What I mean by stand by their system is that they would be on the hook. They sold you a system they said can meet the standard and if it didn’t what then? They are going to be 100% sure they can meet the standard which likely means additional measures to make sure they can meet the standard. We know that means money out of your pocket.
To put a blanket regulation over the entire town for all upgrade/repairs and new construction like the proposed regulations do is ludicrous at best. Some areas should have I/A system requirements and others shouldn’t. Just pull up an aerial photograph of the town and I bet you can pick out which areas should and which shouldn’t without-no engineering degree required.
Sewering the whole town is a completely foolish idea too. The best system is one where the water is pulled out of the ground, used, treated, and discharged right back into the same aquifer. Piping the water I drew out of the ground here and piping it to a plant across town is not a good solution. How much treatment needed varies widely by location. Near a wetland or water body or close to groundwater? Higher treatment or pipe it away. Up high above groundwater and away from resource areas? Lower treatment. STOP sinking dollars into the ground for no good reason. This idea is just vindictive by those living in areas proposed for sewer. You live near the water you pay more, it has always been this way and will always be this way. Spreading your sewer costs to everybody in the town would be like suggesting we all pay the additional taxes on your land for the extra value due to being close to water. How about we pay your extra insurance too and purchase cost too?
I have an I/A system on my lot because I have a private well and didn’t meet the 10,000 sf per bedroom requirement for 3 bedrooms with 24,500 sf. Yeah, that’s right I had to spend over $12,000 extra for being 5,500 sf under some magic number in an area where my septic plume will not reach anyone’s well for millenia. That’s about the size of the lot our other house sits on. I am way above groundwater and not near any resource areas. That system is protecting nothing. It is my Harley buried in the ground.
What the town should do for now is to put a blanket nitrogen sensitive area overlay zone on the whole town. That would limit things to 10,000 sf per bedroom without I/A with some increased loading allowed by using I/A systems. Norwell has this if I remember correctly (been a while since I designed a system there). Stick with the DEP limits for the I/A systems. Then push cleaning up the cesspool systems near resource areas and sewering areas that are too close to sensitive resource areas. Perhaps a modification to what Nantucket did for coastal homes. Stormwater management is also SEVERELY lacking in this town too so some upgrades to stormwater discharges should help as well. The new NPDES regulations should help that a little bit.
Disclaimer: Since I work for a town, I no longer have any vested interests in this topic. A couple years ago and you could accuse me for bias because I could benefit from regulations requiring people to use my services for design. And as always, this is my opinion which I find most people to ignore and that’s just fine by me, I am used to it, but this time I am qualified to have this opinion.
*steps down from the soapbox*
Today we went to the Sippican Rod and Gun Club for trap shooting. Unfortunately, we didn’t get the message that the breakfast was canceled and the shoot wasn’t until 9:30 so we were a bit early at 8:00. We went to the grocery store and grabbed some grub and came back to the club and noticed a State Park sign next door so we decided to go for a mini adventure. Turns out this is an access point to Haskell Swamp and is a Wildlife Management Area (that means controlled hunting, some animal stocking too). So we went for an hour impromptu hike. I showed Justin what this Swamp Yankee knew of the woods, what was edible, how one would make shelter, trying to find animal signs, etc. This little guy hopped in front of us and I caught it. He croaked us a little song and we decided it was good enough to earn his release so we continued on. When we turned around and came back his way he was still there hanging out and catching some sun rays. I resisted snapping shots of the many mushrooms out there. I have so many pictures of mushrooms. I don’t know, they’ve always fascinated me, such beauty in the middle of decay.
Hopefully we made some memories.