Showing posts with label Maine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Maine. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 5, 2026

Portland Parking Apology #WordlessWednesday

Seen in Portland, Maine, July 2024. 

Refreshing honesty. 

 

Joining Sandee at Comedy Plus for her #WordlessWednesday. 

Note:  If my blog disappears, Blogger is having a massive problem with them (or their AI?) taking down hundreds of  blogs for malicious content that doesn't exist.  They are trying to fix this, but if my blog disappears, you will know why. 

Tuesday, October 31, 2023

Forevermore?

Halloween is the season for spookiness.  People turn their front yards into fake graveyards, hang plastic skeletons in trees, and carve grotesque faces into pumpkins.

A haunted corn maze would get a lot of delighted visitors.
 

In a recent scarecrow contents in a local park, a dog walker walked skeleton dogs.

This horror decorating can be a way to channel our fears.  We live in times fraught with true terror, be it events in the Middle East or in our own country.

On October 25, that terror, true terror, not made up fake terror, hit the small city of Lewiston, Maine.  That evening there was a horrendous double mass shooting (18 innocents died in two locations) at the hands (and gun) of a 40 year old man.  It was followed by nearly 48 hours of lockdown for residents until it was established that the shooter had taken his own life.

As someone who worked in a community that experienced a mass shooting in 2009  I feel a connection of sorts with each of these communities. I also know that when the national news networks leave the scene, the community is left to deal with its grief.

Back in 2011, my spouse and I vacationed in Brunswick, Maine, which is about 20 miles from Lewiston.  It was a beautiful, peaceful area.  

The horror I felt on October 25 and the following days was mixed with the good memories I had of that area, including our walk across a bridge with a history tied to the city where I grew up.

I also think of Tampa and the Ybor City shooting of this weekend,  a terrible end to a Halloween gathering. Thinking of Tampa also brings back memories of the two years I lived there years ago. Ybor City was where I discovered my beloved strawberry onions.

Gun violence.  A national nightmare we aren't waking up from.

This Halloween we ask:  Will this be our fate forevermore? 

Tuesday, August 20, 2019

The Old Movie Theaters

At the beginning of 2016,  I wrote a post about a contest a small town movie theater owner in Maine, up north near the New Brunswick (Canada) border, was running.  The prize:  his theater, which is on the National Historic Register.

Today, after reading a blog post about a beatiful restored theater,  I wondered: what ever happened with the contest?  I posted one update later in 2016 but haven't checked since.

I am going to rerun the post, and, at the end, post an update.

But first, a cartoon.  Yes, that's what they used to do in the old days, although this cartoon (post Mel Blanc) is from 1991.

And now, our feature blog post.

Did you used to have a favorite movie theater growing up?

I did.  This contest made me think back to my childhood, growing up in the Bronx (a borough of New York City) in the 1950's and 1960's.

Back in the 1950's and 1960's, instead of going to the local shopping mall and going into an cinema with multiple screens, you went to a local movie theater.  There was one screen, and you got two pictures for your admission fee.

My parents were far from wealthy, and we rarely went to a movie.  But when we did, it was a big event.  Several blocks away was a bigger theatre.

But the best one of all was the Loew's Paradise, built in 1929.  I graduated from elementary and junior high school there.

Where I live, near Binghamton, New York, there are no more family theaters.  The remains of some, abandoned for years, exist, slowly crumbling.

So what better thing would there be to do on a cold winter's day in upstate New York than to sit down and write an essay so that I can own my very own movie theater.

To quote from the Temple Theater website:

" The Temple Theater is at the center of Market Square in historic downtown Houlton, Maine. The Temple building is over 6000 sq. ft. on each floor, built to last in 1918 of wood, steel, and brick as a proud architectural addition to Houlton.....

  • The theater and building are in fully operational condition.
  • The theater has run almost continuously since 1918. There is space and approved plans for expansion of theater space.
  • The Temple Theater is the quintessential small town movie theater. There is steady attendance and good community support for the theater."
The new owner would also have won $25,000.

So what ever happened? Not enough people entered.  The money was refunded. But, I read later in 2016 that someone from the town, now living in New Jersey, was moving back, would buy the theater, and planned to live upstairs.

As of today the website (dated 2018) shows the movie theater is still active - the sale did go through.

And now, I found still another theater in Maine for sale, called The Colonial Theater, in Belfast, Maine. 

Do you have a still operating movie theater near you? 

Friday, June 14, 2019

Blue Skies Came Our Way #SkywatchFriday

It's been an effort to get nice sky pictures this spring in upstate New York.

Last week, we had a several day break from the rain.
Last Friday night I saw a beautiful sunset starting up, but there are a lot of trees where I live, and the angle was wrong.

I took these at a different angle from where the sunset was. 

The next day, the sun was out again and spouse and I went on a tour of gardens put on by our local preservation society, PAST.  This year the tour was of seven gardens in the small town of Maine, New York. 

The clouds put on a show for me, just so I would have some pictures for you.

If only...if only we could have days like this more often.  But if we did, we would take them for granted.   Today, it's back to the cool and rain.

Do you love to watch the sky?  If so why don't you join Yogi and other devoted sky watchers each Friday and share the love at #SkywatchFriday.

Tomorrow, please join me again for Garden Bloggers Bloom Day.

Sunday, November 25, 2018

Washington Roebling and His Lessor Known Bridge

I published this post several years ago, and thought it would be an interesting throwback post for my readers.

What do Brooklyn, Brunswick, Maine, Cincinnati, Ohio, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania and our United States Civil War have in common?

The answer is, the Roebling family, a family responsible for some of the most historic bridges in this country.  One of their members, a civil engineer by the name of Washington Roebling, served in the United States Civil War.


Chances are, you may well have traveled over at least one bridge designed by the firm of  John A. Roebling's Sons.  These bridges include the Brooklyn Bridge )photo below), the John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge (connecting Cincinnati, OH and Covington, KY) and the bridge above, the Brunswick Topsham Swinging Bridge over the Androscroggin River in Maine (photo above).
Brooklyn Bridge, September 2015, taken from the Brooklyn-Queens Expressway

I have walked across both the Brooklyn Bridge and the Brunswick Topsham Swinging Bridge.  You couldn't ask for two totally different experiences.  The Brooklyn Bridge is traveled by thousands of people daily - by car, by foot, and by bicycle.  The scenery is breathtakingly urban, dominated by skyscrapers on both sides of the East River.  At the time the bridge was built, Brooklyn was a city separate from New York City.  (In some ways it still is-for example, still having its own library system.)

The bridge between Brunswick, Maine (a college town rich in history) and Topsham is a pedestrian only bridge.  Brunswick has many connections to the Civil War, among them the fact that the book Uncle Tom's Cabin was written there and that General Joshua Chamberlain of Gettysburg fame (later the governor of Maine) also lived there for a time.

Washington Roebling served in various capacities as an engineer in the Civil War, including at the Battle of Gettysburg.  Stricken by the bends due to an accident during the building of the Brooklyn Bridge, he spent the last 40 plus years of his life as a physical invalid with a very active mind. Despite his disability, he outlived many people in his family and even ran the family business for a time when in his 80's.

If you've seen the Smithsonian rock and mineral collection at the Museum of Natural History in Washington, DC, you can thank Washington Roebling for the beginnings of that collection.

When you think of engineers and the bridges that link our lives....think of the Roeblings.

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Fall Fancies - Don't Disturb

Shhhh.

Don't disturb the cozy cat.

The cat sleeps in the midst of a noisy open house at a local gift shop, snuggled into some knitted hats and gloves, not caring what is happening, not worrying about the future.

Focused in the moment.

If only we could all be like that.

Sunday, December 3, 2017

A Tale of Two Decembers

Same house, different years, Maine, New York (about 20 minutes from Binghamton).

Taken December 7, 2013.

Four years later. Taken December 3, 2017.

Thursday, August 4, 2016

A Movie-Worthy Ending

At the beginning of this year, I wrote a post about a contest a small town movie theatre owner in Maine, up north near the New Brunswick (Canada) border, was running.  The prize:  his theatre.

Today, I wondered: what ever happened with the contest?

I am going to rerun the post, and, at the end, post an update.

"Did you used to have a favorite movie theatre growing up?

I did.  This contest made me think back to my childhood, growing up in the Bronx (a borough of New York City) in the 1950's and 1960's.

Back in the 1950's and 1960's, instead of going to the local shopping mall and going into an cinema with multiple screens, you went to a local movie theatre.  There was one screen, and you got two pictures for your admission fee.

My parents were far from wealthy, and we rarely went to a movie.  But when we did, it was a big event. This is a picture of the local movie theatre in my childhood neighborhood in the Bronx.  Several blocks away was a bigger theatre.

But the best one of all was the Loew's Paradise.  I graduated from elementary and junior high school there.

Where I live, near Binghamton, New York, there are no more family theatres.  The remains of some, abandoned for years, exist, slowly crumbling.

So what better thing would there be to do on a cold winter's day in upstate New York than to sit down and write an essay so that I can own my very own movie theatre.

No, I'm not going to write that essay.  But I am so intrigued by this contest, I wanted to share it with my readers.  

I am not a cinema buff but perhaps one of my readers is.  And I know at least one of my readers lives in Maine. So..(disclaimer: I do not know these people, and I am only reporting something I saw online.  I am not at all connected with this contest or responsible for it in any way.)

To quote from the Temple Theatre website:

" The Temple Theatre is at the center of Market Square in historic downtown Houlton, Maine. The Temple building is over 6000 sq. ft. on each floor, built to last in 1918 of wood, steel, and brick as a proud architectural addition to Houlton.....

  • The theatre and building are in fully operational condition.
  • The theatre has run almost continuously since 1918. There is space and approved plans for expansion of theatre space.
  • The Temple Theatre is the quintessential small town movie theatre. There is steady attendance and good community support for the theatre."
The new owner would also have won $25,000."

So what ever happened? Not enough people entered.  The money was refunded. But, someone from the town, now living in New Jersey, is moving back, will buy the theatre (the sale may have closed by now) and will live upstairs.  As for the contest, the owner posted, on his website:

Essay contest announcement. We did not receive enough entries to award the prize. The many hundreds of essays we received are truly phenomenal: powerful, passionate, honest, brave, hopeful, truthful, and aspirational. They have been a joy to read. It’s been a long process. We started on this in August and have worked on it tirelessly for six months. We received entries from almost every state (we think) and at least 6 countries! We are still processing the entries and will be getting out refunds within ten days. We’re truly sorry that at least one dream won’t be answered and awarded the theatre. We deeply thank you all who entered: we cannot tell you how much your entry was appreciated, read, loved, and treated with respect. And we also thank all of you who helped share and promote the dream, followed along, and cheered everyone on. We’re going to regroup and will keep you posted on further developments. Thank you all again and we’ll see you at the movies.
–Mike Hurley

Don't we all like happy endings?

Wednesday, January 6, 2016

Winter Wonders - Win Your Own Movie Theatre!

Did you used to have a favorite movie theatre growing up?

I did.  This contest made me think back to my childhood, growing up in the Bronx (a borough of New York City) in the 1950's and 1960's.

Back in the 1950's and 1960's, instead of going to the local shopping mall and going into an cinema with multiple screens, you went to a local movie theatre.  There was one screen, and you got two pictures for your admission fee.

My parents were far from wealthy, and we rarely went to a movie.  But when we did, it was a big event. This is a picture of the local movie theatre in my childhood neighborhood in the Bronx.  Several blocks away was a bigger theatre.

But the best one of all was the Loew's Paradise.  I graduated from elementary and junior high school there.

Where I live, near Binghamton, New York, there are no more family theatres.  The remains of some, abandoned for years, exist, slowly crumbling.

So what better thing would there be to do on a cold winter's day in upstate New York than to sit down and write an essay so that I can own my very own movie theatre.

No, I'm not going to write that essay.  But I am so intrigued by this contest, I wanted to share it with my readers.  

I am not a cinema buff but perhaps one of my readers is.  And I know at least one of my readers lives in Maine. So..(disclaimer: I do not know these people, and I am only reporting something I saw online.  I am not at all connected with this contest or responsible for it in any way.)

To quote from the Temple Theatre website:

" The Temple Theatre is at the center of Market Square in historic downtown Houlton, Maine. The Temple building is over 6000 sq. ft. on each floor, built to last in 1918 of wood, steel, and brick as a proud architectural addition to Houlton.....
  • The theatre and building are in fully operational condition.
  • The theatre has run almost continuously since 1918. There is space and approved plans for expansion of theatre space.
  • The Temple Theatre is the quintessential small town movie theatre. There is steady attendance and good community support for the theatre."
The new owner will also win $25,000.
 There is even a video on You Tube showing the theatre.

Houlton, Maine is a town of about 6,000 close to New Brunswick on the Canadian border.  At one time, it was rich due to its logging and potato farming industries.  Those times have passed.

I have to wonder about a town that still has a neighborhood movie theatre.  What an interesting town it must be.

Would you like to own a movie threatre? Do you remember local theatres?

Monday, March 2, 2015

Sneaking Through the Snow

Have you ever heard of snow sneakers?

I hadn't, either, until I read through an L.L. Bean catalog.

L.L. Bean is a State of Maine retailer (and mailorder company) that has been selling wonderful outdoor shoes and other gear for over 100 years.  They are especially famous for their customer service, and I can testify to that.

I was fed up with the one weakness of my walking shoes, the Reebok Princess.  The Princesses are the most comfortable walking shoes I have ever found, and they have been my go-to walking shoes for over five years now.  But I have one complaint about them, and it's an important one.

Their soles do not give much traction in either snow or wet conditions.  I don't have the best balance and, come winter, I just can't wear my Princesses.  Even walking from a parking space to the mall where I do a lot of my winter walking can be a challenge in newly fallen snow.  And I am not about to exercise walk in my boots.

I wondered, was there such a thing as a "snow sneaker", a walking shoe made for the snow?
My first (and last) foot selfie
Turns out, there is.

That's how, about two weeks ago, I found myself taking a foot selfie in the snow.  I paid the most money ($99, but it's less now) I have ever paid for shoes as a mid-February present to myself, and I am so glad I did.
Introducing the L.L. Bean snow sneaker.  They come in lowcut and hitop styles and I chose the hitop because I need ankle support.  Also, the hi top shoes were rated to 5 above zero F.  I have a condition called Raynaud's Syndrome  and I must be very careful to keep my feet and hands warm.

And - lucky you - these are even on sale now (probably getting ready to close them out for the season). Not that I will benefit financially if you do buy them.

You need to wear them with thick socks, and, a week after getting the shoes, I purchased two pairs of thick woolen socks from L.L Bean after doing some comparison shopping locally. I love those socks, too.


See that sole?  That's what I'm talking about, Reebok.  The snow sneakers (for me) won't do well on slippery ice, but these will handle any kind of snow.  In fact, right now, I've abandoned my Totes boots (another brand I am loyal to) for these comfy sneaks. (Heavy snow, though, and the boots will have to return.)


Yes, they are a bit heavy to walk in, but I knew that going in.  If that bothers you, choose the lower version.

I can't believe I am writing this blog post.  I am about the least interested in fashion, makeup, or clothing person you will ever meet.  But, I was tired of ice cold feet and was fortunate to have the money for these snow sneakers.  Since then, I've discovered Nike makes sneaker boots, too.

So now, someone from Nebraska (and she knows who she is) can now draw these in her drawing notebook.  Have fun!

(And, spring, please feel free to come.  I'll gladly toss these in the closet for another year.  Just a hint.)

Do you have any clothes you have fallen in love with?

Monday, February 24, 2014

The L.L. Bean Coat

I occasionally  blog about customer service experiences, both good (Chobani yogurt) and not so good (a local Binghamton, NY restaurant, who acknowledged my email but only after several days and although they said they would respond, they never did.)

This experience, though, has to be a first.

There is a long time company, located in Maine, called L.L. Bean. They have been in business since 1912 and have a reputation for excellent customer service.  Their clothing can be a bit pricey, but I've been wearing one of their light fleece jackets for years and years, and I will go into mourning the day it finally falls apart.

In September of 2011 I bought a ski jacket in their flagship store in Freeport, Maine.  It was a splurge, and I don't ski, but it had some features I wanted.  It was a light ivory/white, which I wanted, so I could be visible at night if I had to go out.  It had a nice red liner, so fleecy and comfy.  I hadn't worn it enough to have to wash it until this year, when it became my go-to coat, in our extended "polar vortex" weather.

I washed it yesterday, and to my horror...well, let my email to L.L. Bean from today tell the story.

"I purchased during a visit to Freeport in 2011, a white ski jacket with red liner... I didn't wear it much the winters of 2011 and 2012 but wore it a lot this winter and got it dirty. I washed it for the first time yesterday-cold water, gentle cycle as directed. The red liner has bled all over the coat in various places and is visible from the outside in many spots on the hood and the back. It is cosmetically ruined. Is there anything that can be done? I love this coat and we are ready to go into another cold wave later this week. Thank you."

Less than 1/2 hour later (on a Sunday!!) I got this response:

"I am sorry to read the red liner on your North Ridge Sport Jacket bled.
Unfortunately, the jacket was discontinued in 2011 and is no longer available for replacement. You are welcome to return the jacket if you wish. We would issue you a gift card for the return... Simply print a return form and return shipping label[from our website]."

After a little further correspondence (which they responded to in minutes, as if someone was waiting there to get my email) I was told no rush if I need the coat until it warms up - there is no time limit on returns!  (I've read that - and now I know it is true).

And maybe, one day, it will really be spring.  Meantime, tonight, it is supposed to dip down to 10 above, and by Wednesday, 3 above.  If you see someone with a blotchy white/ivory coat walking around Binghamton, you'll know who it is.

Have you had a really good customer service experience?

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

Hold the High Ground

150 years ago yesterday, near a small town in southeast Pennsylvania, Confederate skirmishers and four Union soldiers ran into each other.  Few men were expecting a fight.  No one would have chosen what happened next.

The rebels, it is said, were on the march to try to find shoes, a clothing item that enough of their men had to do without because provisions, and funds, were inadequate.  They hoped to find shoes in that small town of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania.  What they found was a fight. As the day progressed, more and more soldiers joined the fight and the day ended with the Confederates in possession of Gettysburg and some 16,000 casualties dead, injured or captured.

Day two dawned with the promise of another hot southeastern Pennsylvania day. The cause of the Confederate States of America lay in the balance, as both sides realized by now.  There would be so many stories to tell after that day was over.  Today I concentrate on a couple of men on the Union side of the battle. 
And the Confederates?  Their turn comes tomorrow (weather permitting, as our county is under a flood warning.)

Flag of 137th NYVI

One of the heroes of the day was a man "unsung", a man who died in 1864 from dysentery and was unable to promote his cause after the war.  Little is known about his early life, and most people have never even heard of him.

Colonel David Ireland and his 137th New York Volunteer Infantry regiment played a key role in maintaining control of Culp's Hill, suffering many casualties.  If this hill had been captured by the Confederates, the battle may well have been lost. The high ground had to be held at all cost.

A month after the battle, he married the daughter of a prominent man in Binghamton, New York and then went off to war.  He never saw his bride again, and had no children.

His tomb is not a tourist attraction. He is buried in a cemetery which can be seen from the eastbound lane of U.S. 17 as you go through Binghamton, New York. 

Much more is known about another colonel, a man from Maine, a man who had made a living as a college professor and ended up winning the Medal of Honor for his actions at Little Roundtop that day.  Thomas Desjardin, an expert on this man, Joshua Chamberlain, gave a talk at the Gettysburg Battlefield on Sunday and painted a picture of - well, an unpromising child.


Chamberlain stuttered -he couldn't get past the letters P B and L. He became quiet and reserved, afraid of social interaction. (As an adult, he would utter sentences such as "The time has come when we are to determine whether we are a nation or a - or a - or a basket of chips")

He had to learn German to be admitted to Bowdoin College. He locked himself into the attic of his home and practiced until he learned German.  He subsequently learned six other foreign languages and spoke them all fluently.

In 1852, as a senior in Bowdoin College, he witnessed a private reading of Uncle Tom's Cabin by Harriet Beecher Stowe. He never forgot it.

This stutterer had to make a commencement speech and almost panicked when he saw famous alumni in the audience - novelist Nathaniel Hawthorne, poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow and politician/future President Franklin Pierce.  But he held it together.  He ended up becoming a professor of rhetoric at Bowdoin College.

He changed from a mild mannered professor to an ardent soldier after the Civil War broke out, remembering that private reading of Uncle Tom's Cabin, and believing in the cause of abolition.
Federal reenactors fire volley at Owego, New York

Chamberlain had never commanded a regiment in battle before Gettysburg. He had never been in a real "stand up battle" (one where the two sides line up staring at each other and fire at each other).  And he was charged to hold a hill, Little Round Top, "at all hazard" - meaning, unto death.  The high ground had to be held by the Union.  The Confederates knew that to win the battle, they would have to take Little Round Top.

Chamberlain was suffering from an attack of malaria on July 2, 1863.  Many of his men were suffering from dysentery.  Chamberlain was shot twice during the battle, once in each leg.  His men didn't have enough ammunition - and then, after wave after wave of Confederates were rebuffed - they ran out of bullets.

And, dreaming up a maneuver that is still taught today in military colleges, Chamberlain ordered his men to fix bayonets and commanded his Union troops to move in a particular way and against overwhelming odds his men held the hill.

Later in the war, in another battle, he suffered grievous wounds that he survived, but caused him tremendous pain for the last fifty years of his life.  He went on to a distinguished career as Governor of Maine and President of Bowdoin College.  Chamberlain, like David Ireland, has no direct descendents - he (in a colloquial term used in those days) "daughtered out".


His tombstone reads simply:

Joshua L. Chamberlain
1828 ----- 1914

There were other Union heroes that day  - such as cavalry officer John Buford.

My plans for the 150th anniversary of day 3 will be telling a story or two of the Confederates at Gettysburg.  Or perhaps, it will be the turn of our local weather to dominate the news again.  Let's hope not.

Monday, July 1, 2013

On A Warm July 1 Morning

On a warm summer morning one July 1, birds sang.  Perhaps children were out picking raspberries on the edge of a small town in Southeast Pennsylvania.

Perhaps some of them were picking wild strawberries.

And other picked the abundant wildflowers, perhaps to put in a bouquet for their mothers.
None of these people knew what would happen in the next three days.  At the end of July 1, 1863, 16,000. soldiers would lie dead, wounded or captured.  All together, from July 1 to July 3, 1863,  51,000 casualties....and the Confederates turned back from their aim to capture Harrisburg, Pennsylvania and force the Union to recognize the Confederate States of America.  But at what a cost.

Today, Tuesday and Wednesday are the 150th anniversary of the Civil War Battle of Gettysburg, the pivotal battle in Pennsylvania which changed the course of American history.  This battle was the bloodiest battle in the Civil War/American history. 

Thursday, July 4, will be the 150th anniversary of the fall of Vicksburg, in Mississippi, a siege which also shaped the course of American history.

In recognition of these watershed events in the Civil War, I will be devoting the next four days on my blog to the Civil War.  This won't be "just any" coverage - if you were bored to tears in school by your history classes,  I promise this will not be your school's dreaded dead or dying on arrival history instruction.  I hate dead history myself.  I know not all of my blog readers are into the Civil War, so you may want to come back on Friday for some nice wildflowers.

For today, I'd like to have Senator Angus King of Maine provide the "video" for my blog.  (If you don't want to listen to the video, a transcript of the speech is included - but I do recommend the video. You'll see why.)  It's almost 13 minutes, but it is time well spent, and will give you an overview of some of the events of this battle, including the actions of one man - Joshua Chamberlain - a man who had been a professor in a Maine college the year before.

So what else is interesting about Senator King? He was born, not in Maine (a Union state) but in Virginia (a former Confederate state). And he is an Independent (not a Republican or a Democrat) - "his own man".


In the next couple of days, I'd like to tell you some stories about the battle of Gettysburg, perhaps some you have never heard of before, including two with a local, upstate New York slant.  You'll learn things many people do not know about Joshua Chamberlain, the hero of Little Roundtop, who spent a lot of his life in Brunswick, Maine,. You'll also find out about the role my home area of upstate New York played in the Battle of Gettysburg - one you, and many others, probably have never heard of.

And, you'll read a story about Vicksburg, Mississippi, the city with a long memory which refused to...no, I'm not going to tell you.  You'll have to come back July 4th and see.

For those joining me today in either Camp NaNoWriMo or the Ultimate Blog Challenge, welcome!

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Civil War Sunday - Washington Roebling

What do Brooklyn, Brunswick, ME, Cincinnati, OH, Gettysburg, PA and the Civil War have in common?

The answer is, the Roebling family, a family responsible for some of the most historic bridges in this country.  One of their members, a civil engineer by the name of Washington Roebling, served in the Civil War.


Chances are, you may well have traveled over at least one bridge designed by the firm of  John A. Roebling's Sons.  These bridges include the Brooklyn Bridge, the John A. Roebling Suspension Bridge (connecting Cincinnati, OH and Covington, KY) and the bridge above, the Brunswick Topsham Swinging Bridge over the Androscroggin River in Maine (photo above).

I have walked across both the Brooklyn Bridge and the Brunswick Topsham Swinging Bridge.  You couldn't ask for two totally different experiences.  The Brooklyn Bridge is traveled by thousands of people daily - by car, by foot, and by bicycle.  The scenery is breathtakingly urban, dominated by skyscrapers on both sides of the East River.  At the time the bridge was built, Brooklyn was a city separate from New York City.  (In some ways it still is-for example, still having its own library system.)

The bridge between Brunswick, ME (a college town I have blogged about before) and Topsham is a pedestrian only bridge.  Brunswick, ME has many connections to the Civil War, among them the fact that the book Uncle Tom's Cabin was written there and that General Joshua Chamberlain of Gettysburg fame also lived there for a time.

Washington Roebling served in various capacities as an engineer in the Civil War, including at the Battle of Gettysburg.  Stricken by the bends due to an accident during the building of the Brooklyn Bridge, he spent the last 40 plus years of his life as a physical invalid with a very active mind. Despite his disability, he outlived many people in his family and even ran the family business for a time when in his 80's.

If you've seen the Smithsonian rock and mineral collection at the Museum of Natural History in Washington, DC, you can thank Washington Roebling for the beginnings of that collection.

When you think of engineers and the bridges that link our lives....think of the Roeblings.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Civil War Sunday - Beer and The Little Woman

Welcome, Ultimate Blog Challengers, to my blog.

I published my post yesterday before I decided last-minute to sign up, so I did not post a welcome yesterday.

In this blog, I write about anything that I am inspired to write about, with two scheduled exceptions.  Every Wednesday, I have a Wildflower Wednesday where I post pictures of wildflowers.  I am someone trying to learn about wildflowers so we can learn together. (Here in upstate NY, the flower season will be ending soon. So that is going to be changing in the next month to - well maybe you can help me decide)

Every Sunday, I post something related to one of my interests, the United States Civil War of 1861-1865. (Some would argue we are still fighting it.)  Since we are now commemorating the 150th anniversary of the war, I should have a lot of material.

I do not intend to "recreate" the war as we come up on the 150th anniversary of each event.  I was fortunate enough to be able to visit Virginia in July for the 150th anniversary of the Battle of First Manassas, (First Bull Run) but I won't be able to visit too many anniversary events, or reenactments. 

To me, the real interest of the Civil War is the people, many of them everyday people who would never have been destined for fame if not for them being (so to speak) in the right place at the right time.

I like to explore the Civil War from some less-than-usual angles.  If you do this, you will be surprised to see where the Civil War pops up in daily life.  You don't even have to visit the South, or view a single battlefield.

You just have to visit a beer and wine store in downtown Portland, ME.  Or walk the streets of a college town about 30 miles away.


Last month, we decided to visit Mid-Coast Maine.  We stayed in a college town, Brunswick, and visited Portland (among other places).

I ended up bumping into the Civil War at every turn.

Maine has a thriving beer industry.  The above brand, Shipyard, is a Maine brand of beer.  One of their commemorative bottles honors a Maine native, Joshua Chamberlain.  
He's the man on the middle label, dressed in a Federal uniform.

This was his house in Brunswick.

 Who was Joshua Chamberlain?  Very simply put, he was a college professor who, when the Civil War started, felt he needed to fight for his principles.  He enlisted and saw action in several battles.  He was wounded very seriously, but survived.

His actions at the Battle of Gettysburg may well have directly lead to the Union victory at Gettysburg in July of 1863.  The Union victory stopped a Confederate invasion of the north.  After the war, he returned to Maine and served for four years as its Governor.  After that, he became president of the college he had once taught in, Bowdoin College in Brunswick, ME.  (Longfellow also has a connection with Bowdoin College and this house, a story for another day.)

Meanwhile, there was a woman whose husband was teaching at Bowdoin College.  They moved into this house on the campus and the woman, Harriet Beecher Stowe, ended up writing a book that changed the course of history.  It was published in installments between 1851 and 1852. 

This white house is where the book Uncle Tom's Cabin was written.


Harriet Beecher Stowe and her husband attended a church which is still standing, not too far away.  The church is open to visitors (the house is not).



Harriet Beecher Stowe visited the White House on November 25, 1862.  There is a legend that Abraham Lincoln greeted her, saying "So you are the little woman who wrote the book that started this great war."

Just one more Civil War connection - the Lee's Surrender blanket I bought elsewhere in Brunswick, a blanket that taught me a valuable lesson about research.

A man on a beer label and a" little woman".  You'll be surprised what can change history.

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Wildflower Wednesday-Mid Coast Flowers

Last week we spent a few days in what is called "mid-coast" Maine - a city called Brunswick, about 35 miles north of Portland. It is a college town, and I hope to have time to blog about it some more in the coming weeks.

I live in the Southern Tier of New York, and I was curious to see the differences in early September wildflowers between my home area and that part of Maine.  Actually, a lot of the flowers seemed similar.  But while goldenrod was still going strong in southern New York last week, it seemed to be a little past peak in Maine.  But we did find a nice specimen.

There was one wildflower we do not have here in non-coastal upstate NY which is the Beach Rose (purple flower below). They were very common on the several walks we took. (the red "berries" surrounding the beach rose in bloom are hips-very large hips.)
Here is another view of the rose hips.
Finally, I must always have my mystery plant.  This is a mystery berry, showing both the green and the ripening fruit. plus the leaves.  Any guesses?


Next week:  it will be interesting because my wildflower walk places have been impacted by our flood. So it may be just as much of a surprise to me as it is to you.