Summertime and the Dragonfly

dragonfly closeup photo My absolute favorite place while Grownin’ Up in Maine was on the Sebec River in Derby, and specifically the old swimming hole at a spot we called Down Back.

A photo I took recently and shown here reminds me of summertime and the dragonfly, plus a tale my Mom told to help keep 8 kids in line.

Readers may recall from a previous story that I related how as youngsters in the 1950’s and 60’s my friends and I invented our unique brand of swearing rather than use actual curse words. A couple of favorites were “sons o’ buckwheat” and “barroid”, and to this day I avoid cursing though must admit a less than perfect record.

Where was the motivation? Swimming, fishing, and rafting Down Back we couldn’t help but notice the sheer number and variety of dragonflies. 40+ years later I still recall being told by my mother, “Don’t swear or a dragonfly will sew your lips shut!”.

What?! Moms don’t lie, right? Over time I’ve come to realize the truth and can’t help but think… Dear Mom, Good thing a dragonfly doesn’t sew lips for little white lies!

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