|My Parent's 50th, 4 years ago|
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Hello to all,
Yes, today represents a specific anniversary and as such Mimi and I had lunch at Chick-fil-A. We thought it was fitting in that the meal served 54 years ago at The Commander Hotel opposite the Cambridge Common was also a chicken dish. Probably roasted with veggies. Today's was grilled, served in a bun with fries (don't tell my diabetes group of docs). We reminisced about the attendees, some of which drove a good distance from places such as New London, Conn. and Lewiston, Me. We danced to' La Mer' and were entertained by a great family friend of my mother's, one Kate Cadigan. She could play the piano and sing with grand style and effect. My brother, Herb, gave the requisite toast to which my old mentor from The Heights newspaper at B.C. the Reverend Arthur A. MacGillivray, S.J. whispered to me, "Pure Hallmark".
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Last night, the warm spring light of the evening mixed with milky clouds towards the horizon in the southwest as I drove from one end of Maine to other. Pale pinks and yellow grays combined in swirls and the late April sky resembled the surface of Jupiter. Twelve hours earlier I was racing East from Bangor to Machias along Route 9, known to locals as the Airline, which connects the Queen City to the Canadian boarder and Calais. Maine Driver’s
Licenses, used to have the
phrase, “Where America’s Day Begins” printed along the top edge with the image
of a sunrise and a lobster boat.
Now, my license has a Moose standing above a heart indicating I’m an organ
honor and the image of Mt Katandin along the top.
|Rt. 9 Washington County Maine|