Appalachian Trail Photos

AT Trip 3 Coopers Brook, Maine

Austin in front of the lean-to, Potowadjo Springs, Maine

15 year Appalachian Trail Volunteers Pam and Austin

A Few More Pictures

From the Bernhards/Perkins Collection. You can click on the picture to make it larger. Use the back arrow to return or you may end up leaving the page.

Gotta love those cars!

Above, wedding anniversary, June 23, 197?????

50th Anniversary, June 23, 2001



Austin, Norma, Pat, Laura, Robin, ? , John

Tribute to Austin by the Maine Chapter of the American Chestnut Foundation

Glen Rea let us know that the Maine Chapter of the American Chestnut Foundation has a new website that has a nice tribute to Austin on it. Click on the link below to get to their webpage, and then click on Austin's picture to read the article and chapter members' recollections of times with Austin.

http://www.me-acf.org/ME-TACF_lite/Home.html

Thanks, Glen!

Union Historical Society Newsletter Article

This article appeared in a recent issue of the Union Historical Society's newsletter. Click on the image to enlarge it.

Chestnut Foundation Pictures

The pictures in this entry come from Amy Campbell, who knew Austin from the Chestnut Foundation.

In her email to Pam, Amy wrote:

"...I enjoyed so much knowing your dad. He and his dedication and hard work were a true inspiration for me. We worked any number of times on different projects, and one time he led me into the woods at the height of hunting season to measure several newly-located trees. I don't remember why we had to do it just then, but he provided me with enough orange so I was practically day-glo! It was quite the experience! I will miss him very much."

"Walk Within You," a Poem by Nicholas Evans

Norma and Austin, at separate times, found this poem moving. Each wrote a copy and gave it to the other.

Walk Within You

If I be the first of us to die,
Let grief not blacken long your sky.

Be bold yet modest in your grieving.
There is a change but not a leaving.

For just as death is part of life,
The dead live on forever in the living.
And all the gathered riches of our journey,
The moments shared, the mysteries explored,
The steady layering of intimacy stored,

The things that made us laugh or weep or sing,
The joy of sunlit snow or first unfurling of the spring,

The wordless language of look and touch,
The knowing,
Each giving and each taking,
These are not flowers that fade,
Nor trees that fall and crumble,
Nor are they stone,

For even stone cannot the wind and rain withstand
And mighty mountain peaks in time reduce to sand.

What we were, we are.
What we had, we have.
A conjoined past imperishably present.

So when you walk the woods where once we walked together
And scan in vain the dappled bank beside you for my shadow,

Or pause where we always did upon the hill to gaze across the land,
And spotting something, reach by habit for my hand,

And finding none, feel sorrow start to steal upon you,

Be still.
Clear your eyes.
Breathe.

Listen for my footfall in your heart.
I am not gone but merely walk within you.


Taken from The Smoke Jumper, by Nicholas Evans

Family Pictures

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Austin "Moose" Jones

Down at the pond with Pat and John Perkins


Pam and Austin at the pond.

Reflecting on 7 Tree Pond

Austin, Laura, Norma, and Linda

Towards the back: Steve, Austin, Laura, Alex, Robin, Kris, and Norma

In front: Linda, Mariana, and Jamie (the dog!)

Austin and one of his chestnut trees, 2005

Austin, Norma, and K.C.
Father's Day, June 2004


Austin takes Phyllis Lennon and Norma for a spin
Labor Day, 2004


Christmas, 2004

Austin holds a basket of hand-crafted jewelry pouches

while Norma displays ribbons from the Union Fair


Austin, Andy Schuh (Laura's son) and Norma
Andy's wedding in San Diego

Laura, Austin, and Andy

Cheers!

Linda, Steve, Norma, Austin, Mariana

Austin and Norma in San Diego

Pam, Laura, Andy, Norma, Austin, Linda, Steve and Alex