Kip Waugh

I had the pleasure of meeting Kip and his sweetheart in the winter of 2006 as I visited their son Ken, a co-worker of mine for 33 years. On a cold winter day, they welcomed me into their kitchen moist from cooking and warmed with love, and introduced me to their cats "Sugar" and "Spice" - before I headed out to the sap house where Ken had me splitting wood for boiling the sap! :-)
They may be the simplest of memories, yes - but they will stay with me always. I'm glad I got to meet the...

As the sadness and grief settles around all those who knew Kip, I cannot help but think about the hundreds of memories that I have of my grandfather. It goes so much deeper than simple anecdotes or individual remembrances. To me, Kip shaped the way I view people, communities and the world. He had an open mind, a thirst for knowledge, and a desire to explore idea's and concepts from others that did not necessarily agree with his own. It was important to him, by far, to get you to think, to...

Jean and family, Our sympathies and prayers are with you during this difficult time. I have known Kip for too many years that I want to mention. He was a good friend of my family also. He had an infectious smile and always ready to strike up a conversation. I remember him bringing his veggies to the Spencer Fair. Back when Holden Grange and New Braintree Grange had our little competitions at the Spencer Fair...many times it came down to the veggies. His were always a bit better. I...

I ONLY KNEW HIM FOR 17 YEARS HE HAD NOTHING BUT GOOD THINGS TO SAY AND ALWAYS HAD A SMILE .HE WAS A VERY KIND MAN. I WILL MISS HIM

With the loss of Kip, another piece of the "roof of my heart" has blown away. He's been there since I was born 55 years ago and a part of my family for over 20 years. Kip has always been an inspiration, whether he was giving a sermon at church, praying to God out loud at Thursday morning prayer service (and he always began, "If you are listening, God,") or working in his yard, cooking a meal for the Mustard Seed, making a cup of cocoa in the Christmas tree barn. He always grinned. I'll...

Like New Braintree itself, Kip resisted the pace of the late twentieth century. My oldest memories of Kip were from the early sixties when he was milking a small herd of cows. He had a name for each one of them. Kip kept things on a human scale. He was intellectually curious and interested in ideas. While these attributes my give you the impression that Kip was a gentleman farmer, the opposite was true. He was a farmer gentleman. We will miss seeing Kip on our trips back to N.B.

I have had the pleasure of knowing Kip for as long as I have worked with his son Ken. He always had a smile on his face, a gleam in his eye. My family and I will miss him when we go to the farm to visit. He will always live in the memories of those who had the pleasure of knowing him

My condolences to the family. Have known Kip & Jean since I was a little girl. A lot of memories and good times we had along the way. He was a special friend to my deceased brother. Josephine(Sisco) Calkins

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there... I do not sleep.
I am the thousand winds that blow...
I am the diamond glints on snow...
I am the sunlight on ripened grain...
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you waken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of gentle birds in circling flight...
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry—
I am not there... I did not die...

This truly made me think of Kip. ...