Barrel Racing- Kennedy Stables- Milbridge, Me. National Barrel Horse Association District 2

Text and Pictures by Joseph S. Palmer as published in
The Downeast Coastal Press week of August 9-2011-Published
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Barrel Racing in Milbridge.

Kennedy Stables on Back Bay Road in Milbridge Maine hosted  District 2- Maine National Barrel Horse Association Races Saturday morning, August 6. The competition included single pole, exhibition barrels, open 3-D barrel and senior 3-D races. Shirley Kennedy races in the Senior Division (photo above) and Kelli Kilton of East Machais (holding the American flag) opens the events. More than 30 riders from eastern Maine participated. Kennedy stables is a multi-generational farm. Shirley Kennedy's family is involved with the farm from haying to racing. Basil Strout, who was a horse dealer-trader and father to Shirley, guided his daughter to the equestrian trade. She was born on Back Bay Road near the Kennedy Farm.


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Happy Days Hits Milbridge at Annual Celebration 2011 by Joseph S. Palmer

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Grace Kennedy, who organized Milbridge Days 2011 around the theme "Happy Days Hits Milbridge",chose a most appropriate theme for the event that was held Saturday, July 20, 2011.  Cloudy, misty morning weather did not dampen the mood of the hundred spectators and local vendors who began their day with this event. A breakfast of blueberry pancakes was served at the Masonic Hall on Bridge Street sponsored by the Wyman and Milbridge Methodist churches.
At 8 a.m., the "Milbridge on the Move" 5K Road Race began, but not before the kids' one-mile race. Sprinting across the finish line were two elementary students, the speediest finishing in first place at 7:02 minutes and the second place runner at 7:33 minutes.
Although there was a slight mist in the air, I met a 10 year old junior photographer who assisted me with holding my umbrella to help protect my camera from the rain.

After the races, it was back to downtown Milbridge, where the crowd had already doubled in sized in one short hour. Near the intersection of Bridge and Main streets, bluebery pies were being sold by the Women's Health Resource Library and were flying off  the table like hotcakes. Walking father down Main Street, I noticed that the New Beginnings Salon was attracting to their tent pre-teens looking at the latest hair fashions. Almost in front of Leola's Bayside Shop'n Save, I could hear tradtional, uplifting music.

The parade began a little after 10 a.m.. Thanks to Francis Millet, I was able to take some pictures from the third floor of his corner store. Seen from this view was the "Happy Days Float" moving east on Main Street. As the parade concluded, three kids were seen sitting on the curb, munching on hot dogs. There were smiles on their faces.

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Truck Camping @ Cobscook Bay Park Maine by Joseph S. Palmer

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"In every walk with nature one receives more than he seeks." John Muir

Cobscook  is a Maliseet-Passamaqoudy word for "boiling tides".

Cobscook Bay Park -by Joseph S. Palmer

Cobscook Bay State Park is surrounded by the salt waters of Cobscook Bay, 4 miles south of Dennysville. The park contains 888 acres of land and gives magnificent views of the ebb and flow of the tides.
Across from our campsite were two small islands. At low tide we treked across the mudflats to do some exploring. The island we chose offers a fascinating geological history of the area. The name "Cobscook" is a Maliseet-Passamaqoudy word for "boiling tides". With the changes of tides, the water seems to bubble. The tides on average rise to 24 feet, with some reaching as high as 28 feet.

One island was decorated a single giant pine tree growing on the ledge. How could it survive surrounded by salt water?
We discovered the park to be a heaven for bird-watching. One camp assistant said the park has more than 200 species of birds, including the America bald-eagle.
We were fortunate to see a nest in a tall spruce on our campsite with fluffy, white - feathered chicks. We speculated they were raptors of some type.
Although we cooked all our meals on an open fire pit, early mornings we drove a short distance to a local friendly grocery store for our coffee. We camped two days and  have vivid memories of the park's beauty and facilities.

TRUCK CAMPING at Cobscook Bay by Joseph S. Palmer


Prior to our oldest daughter's wedding, which took place on Sunday July 3, we had confirmed a campsite reservation at Cobscook Bay State Park. We knew that after the wedding we would need to get away from it all, "...a walk with nature..." kind of idea.
Put simply, we would be going truck camping with two tents and a bug shelter, four bicycles, four kayaks, firewood, and of course camera equipment. (Check out the wooden rig we built to accommodate our toys.)

We never been camping previously, but Doug Thompson and Kirsten Jo Palmer Thompson, who taught school in China two years ago and now in the Philippines, were seasoned campers. The four of us made a good team.
After we arrived at Cobscook State Park, the campsite we ended up with was for small groups, with an
Adirondack shelter and a fire pit right on the bay. We parked the truck and unloaded the kayaks . The tide was high and I immediately took a panoramic photo of the bays, looking toward the ocean. Before we unpacked, we jumped into our kayaks and paddled around the cove.
Speaking for the four of us, I think we experienced the sense of peace and tranquility to which John Muir's quote refers to. No mobile phones, TVs, iPads, iPhones or computers- just the cry of gulls and the squawking of crows.
Later in the afternoon of our first day, Doug spotted a nest of baby chicks in a 40 to 50-foot-high spruce tree on our campsite. Through binoculars the fluffy chicks seemed more white than grey with black around the eyes. Doug speculated they might be baby owls. After checking with Ethan Davis, a park assistant, he thought the chicks to be baby falcons. Off and on for the rest of the day, I looked with excitement at the nest through binoculars.
Our two days at Cobscook Park went fast. We cooked on the fire pit. Talked among ourselves. Listened to the silence. We trekked across a mud flat and rock weed to a nearby island at low tide. The pristine beauty of Cobscook Bay gave us a sense of inner peace.

"Cherryfielders Launch First of Summer Summer Celebrations 2011"

Cherryfield Days

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Cherryfield Days, celebrated June 24-26, one of the first summer celebrations Down East, sparked memories of traditional small-town life in Washington County. The events on Friday, June 24, were not hampered by misty weather which prevailed during most of the day. Excited parents gathered with 20 to 30 children to kick off the kids' parade. Following this event was the bed race. Anything which had wheels Coolidge enter the race. A the race began began, two beds' wheels fell off and parents with Maine know- how worked on the problem. In the meantime this reporter/photographer almost collided with a speeding four poster.

Saturday's events began with the Donna and David Smith Memorial 5K Race, hosting runners from distant towns and states as distant as Florida.
The heavy downpours on Saturday, June 25, which forced the organizers of East Machias' River Days to postpone their annual town festival to July 16, seemed to stiffen the resolve of spectators to see the entire parade in Cherryfield. Spectators lined Main Street just before the parade began began. I came upon a yard sale, where Kiara Valllispi, 4, assisted her mother, Laura Seavy, by giving wonderful smiles to the customers.
The Parade began shortly after 11 a.m.. Just as quickly, it stopped in its tracks. It was not wheels falling off vehicles this time. Rather, the antique Cherryfield Fire Truck ran out of gas, temporarily halting the parade.
Maine know-how came to rescue again as volunteer firefighter Joe Sproul jump out of the following fire truck and supplied fuel to the stranded one. Wow, that was a close call. Taking shelter under her umbrella, Brady Snate stood near King's concession for her grandmother , Gail Anderson, to give her some food. Neither the rain nor a stopped parade seemed to phase Brady as she waited for her treat.
     Cherryfielders and visitors expressed appreciation to the sponsoring committee ans especially Joanna and Tim DeSchiffart for their leadership. 

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Memorial Day Cherryfield, Maine 2011 Photographs by Joe Palmer with text by Peter Duston

 1LT Peter Duston Bulger for Post 8 Cherryfield, Maine

 LTC Peter Ogden State Director of Veteran Affairs and 1LT Peter Duston.

Members of Cherryfield  Band left to right Rachel Brace, John Cicci,
Lucile Willey,Pam Hatt.

John and Diane Cicci received the Presidents Award for Volunteering to the Books for Soldiers Program. Presentation made by Kathy Upton.

MEMORIAL DAY – CHERRYFIELD, MAINE – 2011

Philip Farnsworth Grant was the son of Mr. Mrs. Fred Grant  and  a 1934 Graduate of Cherryfield Academy.  After graduating from the University of Maine,  he joined the Navy in 1941, training as a carrier pilot and was assigned to the USS Hornet in the early days of the Pacific War. He distinguished himself during the Battle of Midway flying the Douglas Dauntless Dive Bomber (SDB) by his aggressive attacks on the enemy ships and by landing on a beach to rescue a fellow pilot who had to ditch his plane.  For his exploits, he was  awarded the Distinguished Flying Cross by Admiral Nimitz, the Pacific Fleet Commander.  Several months later in October, a major Japanese naval force moved into the Guadalcanal sector with the objective of cutting allied shipping lanes to Australia. Outnumbered 2 to 1, the American fleet met the invading forces in the Battle of Santa Cruz Island.  LT Grant’s  VB-8  Wing consisting of 8 SDB’s went up with other wings of dive bombers to bomb and strafe the Japanese task force of carriers and war ships.  Outnumbered by a vastly larger enemy force of Zeros and dive bombers, the Americans fought hard in what became known as the most intense two hour air and carrier battle of WWII, a battle that cost the Americans dearly but kept the invading Japanese from threatening the vital Richardson Airfield on Guadalcanal .  LT Grant took off from the Hornet with the first strike force at 0755 hours on the morning of 26 Oct 1942.  Approaching the enemy ships, LT Grant’s  flight commander’s plane’s engine seized up and he went into the water at 0926 and LT Grant was shot down approximately 4 minutes later at 0930 hours.  He and his gunner were never recovered.

LT Philip F. Grant will always be 25 years old. His name is inscribed on the Wall of the Missing in the American Battlefield Monuments Cemetery in Manila, the Philippines where they remembered him yesterday at their Memorial Day observances.

LT Grants nephews, Wayne and Philip Grant received the State of Maine Gold Star Medal from the grateful people of Maine for his ultimate sacrifice.

MEMORIAL DAY – CHERRYFIELD – 2011

Embert L. Grant was born in Harrington in 1925, the only child of Leon C. and Henrietta Young Grant.  He was a graduate of Columbia Falls High School, Class of 1943 and enlisted immediately into the US Army.  Following infantry basic training, we think at Camp Croft, SC, Grant was assigned to Easy Company, 318^th Infantry Regiment, 80^th Division.  The Division landed in France at Utah Beach on 5 August 1944 two months after D-Day.  Considered the “Work Horse” of General Patton’s 3^rd Army,  PVT Grant and the 80^th  played a key role in the “breakout” at Avranches and the famous “Dash” across France until gas and supplies ran out.  Following the “Bloody Moselle Crossing, by 8 November, the Division was within 5 miles of Saarbruecken, Germany meeting increased enemy resistance resulting from  Hitler’s “No retreat” order.

The end of November 1944 found Easy Company and the 318^th Infantry  in constant daily combat in the St. Avold area as the preparations were being made for the breach of the German border.  On 29 November, PVT Grant was seriously wounded and on 4 December 1944, he died of his wounds in a US Army Hospital in France.

Embert L. Grant was 19 years old.  His body was returned to the States following the War and was buried with full military honors in the family lot in Harrington in 1946. A large color photograph of his burial hangs on the wall of the Maine Military Funeral Honors Office in Augusta forever remembering his ultimate sacrifice.

Since we were unable to find any local family, Kevin Woodard, Commander of the Harrington Veterans of Foreign Wars Post received the Gold Star Medal and hold it in trust that Private Embert Grant will always be remembered near where he was born.

It's Maurice Moon receiving the State Silver Star Medal to recognize his wounds received during the Korean War.

MEMORIAL DAY – CHERRYFIELD, MAINE - 2011

Signalman 3^rd Class Kenneth Allen Sproul was born 30 Sep 1923, son of Allen and Estah Sproul and the twin of Katherine Sproul Bickford.  A 1941 graduate of Cherryfield Academy, Kenneth was on his third convoy trip overseas serving as a US Navy Guard aboard the Liberty Ship, SS Daniel Chester French. The French sailed from Philadelphia with a destination of Dandar Shapur, Iran and was carrying a lend-lease cargo of vehicles and ammunition for the Russian Army when they were given a course, in error, into an allied mine field in the Mediterranean Sea off Tunisia in North Africa.   At 0720 on the morning of 6 March 1944, Sproul’s ship hit a mine creating two large explosions, causing the ammunition cargo to explode. With the ship in flames, the crew and 87 Army passengers abandoned ship in the 10 minutes before the Daniel Chester French went down.  Sproul and 3 other Navy personnel and 9 merchant marine crew were lost. 

Rest in Peace Signalman 3^rd Class Kenneth Allen Sproul, Lat. 37 17’N; Long. 10 22’ E  30 miles off the coast of Bizerta, Tunisia.  Sproul was 20 years old and will be remembered today at a Memorial Day Program at the American Military Cemetery in Carthage, Tunisia where his name appears on the Memorial Wall of the Missing.

Joe Sproul Jr. for the family  received the State of Maine Gold Star Medal in remembrance of the ultimate sacrifice of Kenneth Sproul.

Ingrid Halonen  (front) and Delnna Rau member of the horn section of the Cherryfield Band.

SPC Erika Yates receives the Maine challenge  coin recognizing women veterans. Yates is a combat medic with the 126th Aviation Co. MeARNG.

Preston Smith receives his 50 year pin with Cherryfield American Legion, Post 8 Cherryfield, Maine. Darlene Dowling made the presentation.

Jeremiah Legg 8th grader at Cherryfield Elementary School, read the Gettysburg Address,was recognized by Col. Ogdon State Director of Veteran Affairs Office in Augusta, Maine.

Doug and Darlene Dowling lay a reef at the Civil War Monument  Pine Grove Cemetery in Cherryfield, Maine.  

Post 8 Commander Darlene Dowling cast a wreath in the

Narraguagus River, Cherryfield, Maine  in memory of those who died at sea. 

Left to right: Matt Leighton, Brandon Du Gay,Jonathan Gay and RandY Hibert.

Aeta Tribal Village- A Photographic Tour- Subic Bay- Luzon Island, Philippines; Photographs by Joseph S. Palmer

If there is one thing you should definitely not miss in Subic Bay Freeport, it is the nature tour at the Pamulaklakin Trail. I took the tour. Several days later I visited the Aeta Tribal Village.

The trail is situated along the road to the Binictican housing complex. It is a little obscure and there is a big chance you would miss it on your first pass if you are not paying attention. Once in, you might not find the compound distinct from any park or place.

What is special is the tour, or more appropriately the lesson that the Aeta guide will give you.

An extended family is seen here waiting for their morning ride to take  them to a market to sell their crafts .

A child waiting outside the complex to accompany her mother and extended family, who go daily  to a local super market  to sell their crafts.Wild honey is one of their special items.

When I began my trek toward the tribal village, I wondered what type of clothes would be worn there.
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Today most Aeta who have been in contact with lowlanders have adopted the T-shirts, pants and rubber sandals .

Example of  a tree growing in the jungle.

Using an Aeta guide we walked almost two hours through the jungle and then on to red dirt road.

Along the trail where two boys collecting nuts to use to invent and play games.

The first dwelling seen on the trail was this thatched roof  house.

Children stop at a family store just to look and possibly day dream about something to eat.

Another dwelling along the trail.

A young girl takes a break from helping her family.

Then from no where cyclists peddled down the trail.
Cycling is a big sport in the Philippines.
I'm assuming that these cyclists were peddling through the village and not residents of the village.

Whitten-Parritt Stream Clean Up: Stream of Consciousness

The Whitten Parritt Stream flows north to south across US Route 1.

At this point on route 1, the stream  forms a boundary line  between Hancock - Township 7- and Washington County
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As you drive East across the stream, the sign reads  Welcome to Washington County. the Sun Rise County.

A trail on the north side of of route 1, next to the concrete culvert, meanders down to a flowing stream. 

Until Wednesday or Thursday of this week, the embankment leading down to the stream was disgracefully cluttered with trash and tires. Friday morning however the tires and trash had been removed from the stream bank, cleaned up and stacked  on route 1 for pick up.  

Who removed the all this clutch? I don't know, but I hope to get a chance to meet them and acknowledge their good deeds. Seeing that the trash and tires were piled up, I drove a short distance not more than 200 yards and turned left into a drive way where a man was working in his garden. The gardener walked to my car window while black flies swirling around him. He wore a bug net over his hat pulled and down over his head disguising his face. Powering down the window, I  shook hands  with him as I introduced myself. He said his name is Ray Blaisdale. 

You know him as Pastor Ray Blaisdale who served as minister  at Weald Bethel of the Maine Sea Coast Mission in Chery Field. He now ministers in the Ashville Church.
My first question to him was do you know who cleaned up the bank leading down to the stream. Ray did not know. Are there fish in the stream I wondered out loud. "Of course" as he smiled."My  land abuts  the stream"," I have walked the trail many times", he admitted. As we talked a pheasant strutted across his drive way. A roadside mystery has developed. Who was this secret gorillas task force who cleaned up the trash and tires which had been haunting this beautiful stream for years? Whoever you are thank you for your community spirit and generous work. Did you find your  work gloves  left on the stump?

See: The Downeast Coastal Press  Vol 23 No. 45 May 17-23 2011 page 10;
Stream of Consciousness: Who Cleaned the Trash from the Whitten Parritt Stream?
Joseph S. Palmer Freelance Contributor



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The Downeast Coastal Press
as see in May 17-23 issue
by Joseph S. Palmer

Kids spent the morning with their moms looking for periwinkles, rock hopping, and wading at the shore by the Pinkham boat ramp  while the tide ebbed. Here and there were fragments of peanut butter sandwiches and cookies scattered on the beach. A family dog laid on rock weed and noticed all the happenings.Back row, It was a kick back time at the beach. See in this picture is Heather Peters wearing the Roots Tee Shirt, Clarissa West, and her mom Claire West. Resting on the tricycle is Mackenley Peters nearly two years old, and his brother Mackaylon Levi . Cailin Chase wears  a tee shirt "Mom's Little Trouble Maker". Both families frequent the beach on good sunny days and live  in Steuben.

A fishermen is seen casting his net on the Hoi An River, Hoi An, Vietnam as his wife guides the 16 foot boat with a sculling motion at the stern. All the boats  on the Hoi An River have two eyes painted on either side of the bow. The eyes have the power to scare away sea monsters and hopefully chase good fish into the boat. On any good weather day small boats like this one can be seen plowing the waters of the river. Following their daily catch fishermen gather on the following day at dawn to sell their fish at the Hoi An river  market.  This boat was made by local craftsmen with basic hand tools  on an island in the Hoi An River.
Joseph S. Palmer recently visited Vietnam