Monkling's Blog

I just can’t help it. Any time I think of Teddy Roosevelt, all I can think of is Arsenic & Old Lace & the guy running up the stairs with a sword yelling, “Charge!”

Why was I thinking about Teddy today? Well you see, it was a warm, rain-free day today. Frank & I decided to go exploring. We had often driven along Northern Blvd. in Long Island and have seen a sign that said, “Historic Site.” Today we followed the signs.

As it turns out, Teddy apparently used to live on Long Island. Yep, he had a summer house at Sagamore Hill.

First we hit this trail behind the house. We walked through the woods,trying to watch out for large tree roots hidden beneath the leaves where they lurked, trying to grab your ankles & make you trip. We came out into a clearing and saw this:

As we walked across the bridge, I wondered out loud how strong the bridge was and how deep the water was. On the other side of the bridge, we were looking out into a bay fed by the Long Island Sound:

This is the house where Teddy lived:

Coming back from the trails, we entered the house by the back door. Frank told me to go in first because he wanted to come in after me and yell out, “Honey, I’m home!”