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The Old Man of the Mountain


When I heard that the Old Man of the Mountain had fallen I couldn't believe it. My parents brought my brother and me on our first trip to NH when we were 5 years old and it became a yearly family vacation to visit the White Mountains every summer. No trip was complete without viewing the Old Man; my brother and I insisted on this and our parents never argued. My husband and I took our first trip together to the White Mountains while we were dating and years later we spent our honeymoon there as well. We have also kept with tradition and would like to take our children on a yearly summer trip to the White Mountains as well. We had hoped to take our 2 year old daughter to NH this summer and of course we were going to introduce her to the Old Man. I have tears in my eyes as I write this, at first I thought I was silly to be so saddened by the loss of the Old Man of the Mountain since I am not a NH native but I feel better to know that other people from everywhere are mourning in their hearts as well as I am. I am deeply saddened by this loss and I hope something will be done to keep the spirit of the Old Man alive because he will never be forgotten. RIP Old Man WE LOVE YOU!
Heather Studley, Warwick, RI
Old Man of the Mountain
Photo by Craig Hermle

I took this image several years ago, originally it was a color photo, but I converted it to black and white and did some other artwork to it as well.

I went to Franconia Notch the day this image was taken to specifically take a photo of the "Old Man." I used to fly gliders in Franconia and I always used the Old Man as indicator that I was getting close to Franconia Airport.

I'm sorry I took the Old Man for granted.

Craig Hermle
Salem, New Hampshire


The Old Man of the Mountain is just what his name says he is, an old man that watched over us like a great god, our Old Man of the Mountain and great state of New Hampshire. We should let our old man rest in peace, he is a natural occurrence, not something created for a tourist attraction. We will all truly miss him. I will not feel the same as I pass through the Notch, I haven't missed one year of seeing the Old Man. As I pass by him, I strain my neck looking back at him until I can't see him. He brings back many happy childhood memories of all those Sunday drive car trips our family has taken. An appropiate memorial would be the next step to take.
Marlene Adair, Danbury New Hampshire

We live in Plymouth, and as soon as we heard the news at noon on Saturday we went up to the Notch to see with our own eyes that it was true. We were there early enough that there was plenty of room in the Profile Lake parking lot, so we walked in to Profile Lake, saw the helicopter and the roped climbers, the turnbuckles hanging in the air, and yes, it was true. After a few tears, which surprised us, as we drove home we chatted about the best way it could be remembered, be memorialized. Celia suggested that rather than any attempt to re-create it in stone, or fake stone (I was suggesting the Disney Imagineers could figure out how and do a very realistic job, but...it wouldn't be the same), it would be better to do a simple but meaningful silhouette, done in black steel (or some such alloy), but just the outline of the profile from the side, not solid, visible only from the exact angle the Old Man himself was visible from. The wind could blow through, the anchors could be regularly checked and easily tightened, and it surely could be done less expensively than a re-creation. I can't send a picture with this message tonight, but her vision can be simply described as similar to what you would get if you took a picture of the remaining cliff from the old viewing angle, and traced onto it with a single line of black marker the profile outline of the Old Man as it would have projected out were it still there. Not a re-creation, a memorial, steel anchored to granite, a pretty good symbol to remind us of the Old Man in our roots. I suspect we are not alone in this idea; already today I've heard that a friend of a friend wants a similar memorial structure. I think it meets the desire to remember what was there without trivializing it with a fake re-creation. Thanks for taking the time to read this.
Wendy Palmquist (state resident since 1981)
Celia Gibbs (native, for many generations back on both her father and her mother's sides)
Plymouth, NH