No meetings are scheduled this week.
If you’ve been looking for the town website this week, as I was this morning, you’ll get a “page not found” message. That’s because the town office is in the process of changing over the website to an updated format. So stay tuned!
A lovely summer Sunday afternoon was brutally interrupted by a house fire on Salt Pond Road, a small development off Beach Road not far from Atlantic Highway. As fire engines raced to the scene with sirens blaring, most everyone in town knew something bad was happening. The fire, which apparently started outside, was pushed inside the house by the strong wind coming off the water. By the time firemen arrived, flames were already coming out of the porch. The house, belonging to Adam Durkee, is considered a total loss. Fire trucks responded from Northport, Belmont and Searsmont as well as Lincolnville. Some 64,000 gallons of water were pumped from the fire pond at Ocean Falls Estate, which is behind Mike’s Align & Repair on Route 1.
Despite the strong and quick response by firemen, and including the backup help from our neighboring towns, apparently the wind-driven fire had too big a head start.
A book sale will take place Saturday, July 28, 8 a.m. to 1 p.m. at the former Grampa Hall’s building in the Center. The sale will include a wide variety of children's books, adult fiction, and nonfiction in both hardback and paperback. Proceeds will benefit the new community library. For more information, call 763-3098.
A reunion for the descendants of Earl and Margaret (Dow) Young or any Young or Dow relative is going to be Sunday, Aug. 5, starting at noon at Lincolnville Improvement Association. A light lunch will be provided, as well as good conversation and camaraderie. If you like, bring photo albums to share and/or genealogies. Contact Robin Milliken at 691-0660 or email@example.com. The Schoolhouse Museum will be open for people to browse through Young photos, genealogy and historic artifacts.
Beech Hill Blueberries
Coastal Mountains Land Trust invites the public to participate in their 10th annual free blueberry pick Sunday, Aug. 5 , from 8 a.m. to 2 p.m. The land rrust will open a portion of the 20-acre organic blueberry farm as a thank you to the community that supports and enjoys the preserve. Staff and volunteers will be on hand to welcome and orient people to areas open for picking. Participants should bring their own containers and be prepared for a moderate walk to the picking fields. Raking is not permitted and please leave dogs at home. Visitors are reminded that there is no parking or access to the preserve from South Street. Beech Nut, the historic stone hut on the summit, will be open to the public during the free pick from 10 a.m. to 2 p.m. Guests will have the opportunity to learn about the history and management of the hut and the preserve from land trust volunteer docents.
This year’s L.I.A. Wingding is planned for Saturday, Aug. 11. If you’ve got guests coming (or not) come down to McLaughlin’s Lobster Shack for a delicious blueberry pancake breakfast, 7 to 10 a.m., along with blueberry crafts and baked goodies for sale.
Save the Date
Next up in the summer’s activities to raise money for Move It!, is an old-time radio play – “Three Weeks & Thirty-one Flats,” the story is written by Rosey Gerry, of the Hardy family’s trip to Florida in 1921 in their Model T. An evening performance on Saturday, Aug. 18, and a matinee on Sunday, Aug. 19, will both take place at Lincolnville Boat Club (the former Center fire station). Keep an eye out for the Model T, which will be parked out front of the schoolhouse off and on until the play.
To all who contributed to last weekend’s picnic and auction – by cooking, setting up, donating to the auction, buying at the auction and just attending – thank you so much. Nearly $5,600 was raised to add to the fund to move the schoolhouse across the road. When the historical society undertook this project we were told there would be many hurdles to jump to get us there. Well, we’re taking them one at a time; raising the money is only one of them. We still have a moving day goal of late October this year.
Middle of the Night
Sleep — all-the-night-through sleep — gets rarer as we get older. I never would have believed that when I was 30 or 40, even 50, when each full day ended with a crash onto the pillow and a solid seven or eight hours of sleep (assuming we had no babies or toddlers in the house, in which case sleep might be interrupted every hour or so). Still, there’s no lying there, staring into the dark; you’re either up changing a diaper or back in bed, comatose.
Last night, exhausted from several days of preparations for the LHS’ picnic and finally free of worrying over all the details, I expected a sound sleep. Instead, 1 a.m. rolled around, and I lay there imagining the trauma of a house fire. A near neighbor loses his house to a fire that springs up out of the blue; I’ll bet I wasn’t the only one in Lincolnville lying awake in the middle of Sunday night. Condolences to Adam on losing the house he built for himself, not so many years ago…