Monthly Archives: August 2007

Half Pound Shy of 200 Club

The family ate very well one winter back in the early 1960’s after my Dad shot this (almost) 200 pound whitetail buck between Milo and Bangor, Maine. He and 3 other men from the Milo area carpooled daily one hour

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One Year at Hard Labor

Very few of the people I’ve known Growin’ Up in Maine are aware that I spent one year as a lineman building cable television lines when catv was in its infancy. Forget the title here. I’ve never been incarcerated, and

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Magnificent 8 Story Treehouse

Rome wasn’t built in a day, but around 1960 a group of friends and I, aged 12 to 14, did build a magnificent 8 story treehouse in one day. The location was a stand of trees in an open field

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Sales Lessons Then and Now

At age 4 in the summer of 1953 while at home in Derby, Maine, I had my first lesson in face to face sales. Those were innocent times in an era when door to door salespersons were usually welcome. Today,

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Bowling Goes Through the Roof

In our late teens, a good friend and I bowled often just for fun at the Rocket Lanes in Dover-Foxcroft, Maine. This guy was long and lanky and famous for his through the roof style bouncing balls off the ceiling.

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