I took your rock for a swim on Thursday, August 22nd in the Molalla River. A place of serene, immense beauty although, frequently inhabited by an assortment of revelers, but not on this day - we were the fortunate sole inhabitants. This was likely the last day for outdoor swimming for me for the rest of this year, sad to say. That being said over the years I have spent many a day alone, and with family and friends being blessed by the presence of the wonders that the Molalla River offers and that rivers are - so lucky.
Gary (aka officecowboy)
August 27, 2013
near Portland, Oregon
...Leaving Colorado was one of the
most difficult things I've ever had to do. We moved to Michigan in May of 2010. In the meantime, JD put
his stone in our yard back in Colorado. Kara put her stone in the park we always went to in our old
neighborhood. And Doug put his stone in Nebraska on a hunting trip with
some friends. I, however, held on to mine.
I've been back to visit Colorado 3 times now and it was this third trip
back that I brought the stone and found a pretty scenic
spot for it in a small river near Waterton Canyon.
Becky Bacon
January 27, 2012
Waterton Canyon, Colorado
Brought the stone to Alberobello, Italy but I did not leave it. Alberobello - famous for Trulli. 600 years ago the lord wanted to tax the people for their buildings. He said it was considered a building if it had mortar. The people of Alberobello figured out a way to make structures (trulli) by cleverly laying and stacking rock. Thus never having to pay these taxes. And the genius patterns of these structures have allowed them to withstand the elements for 600 years.
Jayson Lawfer
December 29, 2011
Alberobello, Italy
..I released the first stone in the shimmering waters off of Roatan Island, Honduras on a warm, clear late April afternoon.
A day later, after saying a brief prayer for the soul of the man who inspired this project, I tossed the second stone into the crystal waters just off the coast of Belize (fittingly returning the stone on Earth Day!).
Rick Samuel
April 26, 2011
Roatan Island, Honduras
Belize
I see father as being about love, movement, and celebrating relationships--it is a work that we all can relate to given that we all experience loss. ...A dear friend was killed in a car accident last week. I decided to send the remaining stones to his brother and his wife. It is my hope that they will accept this as a gesture of kindness and friendship, a celebration of life, perhaps pass some stones along to others who are now celebrating Scott's life.
Renee Couture
March 26, 2011
... I left a rose stone right next to Mt. Aconcagua base camp (the tallest mountain in the Western and Southern Hemispheres). It is buried in a rock cairn in view of the mountain. I carried the stone around for about two weeks in Chile and Argentina.... This spot just called out to me as the place to leave it. It was a really beautiful and serene site.
Pat Perfetta
March 20, 2011
Mt. Aconcagua, Argentina
...I just saw that you released the remaining stones in Ocean City, Maryland--the place where my family released my grandparents' ashes 4 years ago....
After coming back to DC from my visit to Missoula, I held onto your stone for nearly a year. It traveled with me across India, waiting for its moment. On the last day I took a dawn boat ride down the Ganges through Varanasi, a city revered by Hindus, Buddhists, and Jains as a site of cleansing, and the holiest place to pass from this world. I took this photo the moment before I released the stone into the river.
Julia Allman
January 17, 2011
Ganges River, Varanasi, India
...On a hike up Mt. Jumbo I found a beautiful rock, so beautiful I had to pick it up and carry it home. I rubbed it in my pocket or swinging hand the entire hike down the mountain. Near the car, I looked at it again and gasped, "This is Kerri's rock!!!" I had no idea. I laughed and laughed and the next day hiked back up to the top of Jumbo to put the lovely thing back where it belonged. ...a fun chain of actions.
Melissa Bangs
January 1, 2011
Missoula, Montana
Melissa Bangs
January 1, 2011
Missoula, Montana
...I left a piece of my heart there along with the rosenstein stone. It was a beautiful Cuban sunset and I had my new Cuban aunt throw it into the ocean off the Malecon in Habana Vieja. She held it and said, "En la nobre de Kerri y su padre," and then threw it into the ocean. You would have been proud. I am happy to have shared that with her as well. I took a picture of the street corners....
Justin Oswald
December 18, 2010
Habana Vieja, Cuba
...It was emotional for me to stand there at the ocean and feel a sense of farewell. I like to think your father continues to be proud of you, Heather and Pat; that he appreciates the love you all have for him and the fond memories. I am grateful to have shared in this salute to the stones and have a feeling they will travel--something he enjoyed so much.
Jeanne Rosenstein
November 26, 2010
Atlantic Ocean, Lantana, Florida
Wondering in Baltimore with Lisa, Chris in Bay Inner Harbor on Sep 12, I have a great time. Charm City is just awesome in the rain. Accidentally found people gathering, we felt curious and walked by. After making things clear, I decide to take it back to China. It would be meaningful, isn’t it? And this stone has flied with me across Canada, the North Pole, Russia, Mongolia and finally landed in China.
This is Yongtian Liang. I study in Wuhan University, Hubei Province, China. On Oct 8th, I put this stone Rosenstein on campus, a quiet place with old, tall trees, where people practice TaiChi, as can seen from the first photo. TaiChi plays a significant role in old China and even now, which means the pursuit of meditation of mind, harmony with nature. At last, I put it back to earth in the grass. A celebration of life-breathing in, breathing out. I hope he’ll feel peace there.
Yongtian Liang
October 10, 2010
Wuhan, China
...I was in Ocean City the weekend of the 18th. I found the rosestones on Assateague Island...where the wild horses are. When I got home I searched online until I found you and the story about your father. It's a wonderful story and I have already told it to my family and friends. I have given them stones and asked them to put them in a special place. I'm going to mail a couple to friends in other parts of the country and tell them the same. When I first saw them on the beach I thought they had to mean something. So I gathered them. Little did I know just how much they did mean. I'm happy to be part of the celebration.
...Finding the stones made my trip to the ocean a special one.
Debbie Peterson Desiderio
October 5, 2010
Assateague Island National Seashore, Maryland
...Finding the stones made my trip to the ocean a special one.
Debbie Peterson Desiderio
October 5, 2010
Assateague Island National Seashore, Maryland
Mom
September 16, 2010
Lake Worth, Florida
...I met my boyfriend [at your museum show in Missoula] for the first time and we each picked up a stone that we keep meaning to take out to the wilderness. ...so right now we still have our two Rosensteins as a reminder of the first time we met. Awwww!
Karin Riley
September 13, 2010
Missoula, Montana
Karin Riley
September 13, 2010
Missoula, Montana
Linda's dad died several years ago. He was a super dad and super friend to both Linda and me. He was an agronomist with the US Dept of Ag. and with the UN in Switzerland. He was a leader in the "green revolution" in the '60's and '70's in Asia. He always loved to grow a garden. Linda early this year had our front yard landscaped with plants that reminded her of her dad. She chose the statue because it reminded her of his love of hiking. She tells me that her dad and yours are in a discussion....
Chuck and Linda Shearer
September 1, 2010
Houston, Texas
Martha and Rich
August 26, 2010
Pikes Peak, Colorado
I am packing up the little farmhouse I've been living in for the past 2 months out in Tyler Hill, PA and I stumbled upon the stone I took from you when I was in Montana visiting. I took it out of my backpack, looked at my dog Levi and we instantly agreed on where to put this little red rock. Seeing as how lovely this place is, and how I am myself departing from it I thought I better leave it behind to inhabit a corner of this place. Whenever Levi gets out of the house he takes off for the nearby creek bed and comes home sopping wet and wagging his tail. We have spent many afternoons swimming and playing fetch there, and it seemed to be the best place for this little pebble to live. I put Levi on the leash and he happily led the way, we picked a good place, set it down, and played some fetch over it. It now sits in the creek we have spent so many happy playtimes in.
Carolyn Hopkins & Levi
July 12, 2010
Tyler Hill, PA
...I must confess that I took two [stones]....
Both rocks traveled east with me - Montana, North Dakota, Minnesota, Wisconsin, Michigan, Ontario and New York - to my grandmother's house on Cape Cod. There, I left one behind on a beach on the Atlantic Ocean - as far east as I have traveled on this continent. The second rock made the return trip with me - New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Indiana, Illinois, Missouri, Kansas, Nebraska, South Dakota, Utah, Idaho, Oregon and Washington. Once home, I went out to the beach I grew up enjoying - Westhaven Beach in Westport, Washington - and left the second rock there for Pacific Ocean beachcombers to find....
Brittany Ferry
July 8, 2010
(April 15, 2010)
Atlantic Ocean, Cape Cod, Massachusetts
Pacific Ocean, Westport, Washington
Eric Rosenstein
July 5, 2010
Dubai, United Arab Emirates
In April one of your father's stones was awaiting us at Oliver Lee State Park Campground in New Mexico near White Sands National Monument. I placed the rose stone in Hampton Park in Charleston, South Carolina on Wednesday, May 12th. Hampton Park is a beautiful, tranquil Frederick Law Olmsted garden on the Charleston Peninsula not far from the Citadel.
Mimi Woodbridge
June 15, 2010
Charleston, South Carolina
This is Lake Billy Chinook, north of Sisters.
In 1968 I bought a lot on a lark. My father thought I was crazy, buying property in the desert. Finally by the early seventies he told my mom that he decided to go up and look at it and maybe help me build a summer home up there. He died shortly after and never had a chance to see it.
My best memories of my father as a child were working in his woodshop building my first pencil box and a bookshelf. He taught me how to use the table saw, how to do electrical wiring without getting shocked, and how to rub stain into wood.
Through the seventies I built the cabin, and always felt my father over my shoulder as the years went by. When I had a particular problem to work out, I would reflect back on those early lessons. I mixed the cement in the same wheelbarrow that he used to teach me how to mix cement. Some of his tools are in the shop up there, the leveling jacks, and tape measure, chisel, etc.
Both of my daughters spent their summers up there, and now my grandchildren are spending their summers up there. My daughter met her first boyfriend up there during a summer, and my granddaughter has done the same....
My daughter, Heidi owns the cabin now and I go up there a lot during the summer. Last trip I showed my grandson how to mix cement in that same wheelbarrow....
The wall overlooking the lake where I placed the stone is a memorial wall. Property owners who pass away can have a brass plaque attached to that wall. That's where my ashes will go someday....
Guy Swanson
May 31, 2010
Lake Billy Chinook, Oregon
Pat Perfetta
May 13, 2010
Export, Pennsylvania
Two stones discovered at Ewam Buddhist Retreat Center in Arlee, Montana.
The first one was sent with the words: on the shrine shelf under photos of HH the 14th Dalai Lama, Rinpoche, Anam Thubten, and other teachers.
The second one was sent with the words: Tucked in under a snowlion on Yum Chenmo's throne.
May 8, 2010
Ewam, Arlee, Montana
I have been taking this rock with me everywhere since I picked it up last summer in Missoula. It has made the journey from Missoula to San Diego by car. Trips to Death Valley. Travels to Austin, Houston, and Galveston. After a hike to the top of Angels Landing at Zion a few weeks ago, I felt this was a worthy spot for my Rosenstein rock. Here is the view and it is tucked safely in the ground next to a bush at the top of the landing.
May 6, 2010
Zion National Park, Utah
After visiting the exhibit while on a road trip this summer, we decided to wait to place our stones until we played our final home college softball game. This morning before the game we took a moment to celebrate and remember all the memories we've shared by placing our stones in a location that will always be dear to our hearts. Two rose stones are now at home behind the dugout of the Luther College softball field in Decorah, Iowa.
Kelsey Hake
May 3, 2010
Decorah, Iowa
John Kounis
May 3, 2010
Death Valley, California
...thinking and seeing all of the places Daddy has gotten to travel. It is amazing to think how big this world is and how much is continually out there to see and do and explore. Very few can do it all in one lifetime and even fewer get to do it in death. To think of what Daddy got to see and what he is continuing to see is beautiful to me.
As you know, it is not time for my rose stone to find a final resting place and maybe it never will. ...Here are a few of the places it has been, places that mean something to me: amongst other stones that helped us through tough days and kept us connected; at home in Maryland; back with his friends for a bit in Houston; and surrounded by love on his birthday.
Heather Perfetta
May 2, 2010
Houston, Texas
The stone came to photography class with me. Nicole picked the spot and Tiara was the photographer. When I moved to New Orleans I didn't know what to expect. The New Orleans Kid Camera Project has changed my life. I brought the stone to class because I wanted to share your story and share the experience. That you were able to share a warm, sunny Saturday afternoon with us makes it even better.
Ariya Martin
April 8, 2010
Adams St., New Orleans, Louisiana
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