On her 80th birthday, a Danville Artist Shares her Story

October 6, 2016Posted inDanville Green, Historical people, North Danville, NSM articles

By Sharon Lakey

“I’ve been kind of a maverick. I feel as if I’ve washed along, fitting in here and there…”

Robin Rothman

 

Robin at home in her living room in Danville.
Robin at home in her liv­ing room in Danville.

Robin Roth­man has always been a bit of an enig­ma. She is a lone walk­er on the streets and roads around Danville; she is that small woman stand­ing among the few at the St. Johns­bury post office, hold­ing signs pro­mot­ing world peace; she is the woman who draws our atten­tion to the details in our sur­round­ings through the thread of a fine-line ink drawing.

FOSTER PAGE, A FRIEND AND RELATIVE

January 12, 2016Posted inUncategorized
Foster Page driving one of his famous doodlebugs with his pals, Billy Budd and Jack. Photo taken by Yankee Magazine
Fos­ter Page, dri­ving one of his famous doo­dle­bugs with his pals, Bil­ly Budd and Jack. Pho­to tak­en by Yan­kee Mag­a­zine in 1984.

By Winona (Peck) Gadapee

Fos­ter Page was a fam­i­ly close friend, a rel­a­tive (my father Reg­gie Peck­’s cousin), helper and ene­my of none.

Fos­ter was in my moth­er’s class at Danville’s Philips Acad­e­my, prob­a­bly the class of 1931. He and my Dad shared equip­ment, much of it Fos­ter’s, and they hayed and spread manure for each other.

My ear­ly mem­o­ries of Fos­ter were when I was per­haps eight or nine, my broth­er five years younger. Fos­ter would come to our house, sit in the kitchen chair near the door to sort of vis­it… Fos­ter was­n’t much of a talk­er. What he real­ly want­ed was to play with us kids until we were so wound my Moth­er would always end up sit­ting us in chairs for “Time Out”. Think­ing back, I can imag­ine she was feel­ing stressed before we got loud, because she always had so much to do and she was “caught” in the kitchen.