I am sad. The Old Man left New Hampshire this weekend. The Old Man of the Mountain is a natural rock formation in the State of New Hampshire which bore an uncanny resemblance to a human face. Tragically, it collapsed Saturday evening.
You say you never seen a picture of the Old Man? You most likely have. Take a look at the New Hampshire State Quarter. That’s the Old Man. It is the state symbol of New Hampshire. And it just fell apart in the middle of the night. Not a single person saw the collapse. New Hampshire just woke up one morning and it was gone. It must have been like losing an old friend; it was first "discovered" in 1815.
Wow. An entire symbol for an entire state gone in the blink of an eye. Centuries of formation eliminated by centuries of erosion – and the final finale; a few split seconds, erased the face for eternity.
Nothing in this world is forever. Even mountains crumble.
New Hampshire lost its symbol. It will have to find a new one; as hard as that may be. But we all have to learn that what we thought was carved in granite can disappear at any moment.
How we deal with that loss, how we deal with change, shows our true character.
I wish New Hampshire didn’t have to learn this lesson so drastically – but it did. It will be interesting to see how they handle it.