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    May 5, 2011

    End of a journey

    The biweekly rants of “Memories from a Game Warden’s Diary” originated several years ago when then-editor of The Republican Journal, Beth Staples, proposed to yours truly the prospects of creating a column about actual law enforcement events and episodes that I’d carefully documented in daily diaries during the 20 years of my rewarding game warden career.I recall wondering at the time who in their right mind …

  • Published
    February 2, 2011

    Warden recovers from vicious assault to become commissioner

    Looking back in game warden history, a serious incident occurred Aug. 6, 1946, in Hollis that nearly added another name to the Law Enforcement Officers Memorial in Augusta.Wardens in those days faced life-threatening dangers while protecting our state’s natural resources. Probably much more so than today.This assault nearly claimed the life of a well-respected game warden who eventually climbed the ladder of …

  • Published
    January 28, 2011

    On to greener pastures

    Sadly, during the final days of 2010, the Maine Warden Service bid farewell to one of its most dedicated wildlife officers.Retired Game Warden Larry Grant of Warren lost the fight for his life Dec. 30, after months of waging the most courageous battle of all. That battle was against amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS.Surrounded by his loving family members at Penobscot Bay Medical Center in Rockport, Larry …

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    January 6, 2011

    Truckin’ through 1983 — a year in review

    Another year had passed with many more memories entered into my warden diaries. The following incidents are highlights of 1983.In February, there was a nationwide truckers’ strike. Unfortunately, the strike included a rash of violence, some of it reaching the remote territories of Maine. The battle was over truckers’ fees and other matters between unions and independent haulers.The independents refused to …

  • Published
    December 22, 2010

    Harvesting the weed

    After 12 years of being a warden, several changes came about with regard to duties we were expected to perform as law enforcement officers. About this time, there was a sudden explosion of self-taught horticulturists dabbling in the art of illegally growing marijuana. With the popularity of the plant, folks schemed and challenged society’s rules to try to make a quick buck.The marijuana market was thriving. There …

  • Published
    December 7, 2010

    ‘Lobster One’

    In my last column, I described an incident of bad timing wherein my technical skills were lacking after I’d arrested two men for night hunting when I was trying to rush home to get much-needed sleep.I had failed to get any form of identification from one of the culprits. Instead, I instructed him, for his own personal convenience, to drive his vehicle to the jail. I’d follow along behind him and meet him at the …

  • Published
    November 29, 2010

    Bad, and worse, timing

    At one time or another, we’ve all experienced those moments when everything seems to go to pot. That time or two when we find ourselves in situations where, instead of going as planned, they get worse and more confusing.Such was the case for yours truly early in the morning of Nov. 12, 1983. After a long day and half a night of patrolling and, in serious need of sleep, I dropped off my working partner, Scott …

  • Published
    November 11, 2010

    Assault on Blinky

    Witnessing a father and his son desperately trying to scare Blinky, my mechanical deer, out of a field before someone shot at him had certainly provided a moment of hysterical entertainment for Scott and myself. Blinky was performing his duties just as we hoped he would. There was no harm or violation committed by the men’s actions. They simply were trying to save a Bambi from getting blown away by a night …

  • Published
    November 11, 2010

    What the hail?

    There were times when even Mother Nature turned against those of us trying to protect the great outdoors from abusers.Such was the case June 13, 1983, when, accompanied by my deputy warden, Scott Sienkiewicz, Mother Nature had a bad spell. All at once, we found ourselves in the wrong place, at the wrong time.The morning started off as usual, with a host of errands to run pertaining to fish and game matters. …

  • Published
    September 14, 2010

    Damn poor decision

    During the course of my career I often dealt with folks who, for one reason or another, made a poor decision involving hunting.Whether it was simply to kill a deer regardless of what the regulations of the hunt required, or simply the temptation of obtaining a large set of antlers to hang in the trophy room, that led them to resort to their illegal actions, only they could provide an answer. No matter what the …

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