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Page 6 THE QUODDY TIDES '9 February, 2018 I BRINING SHED REFLECTIONS To the editor: From 2014 through 2016, I was an in- terpreter for the historical McCurdy Smokehouse Museum. Like many of you readers, I feel a mixture of regret, sadness, frustration and hope now that the brining shed has met her inevitable fate. Regret and frustration because I did not fully fol- low through after taking two members of Angus King's staff on a tour of the pack- ing shed room. I stressed our desperate need to fred sources of funding to keep that old lady either standing out in the Narrows or moved to safety on the shore. They gave me several of Senator King's contact cards. One of these cards I passed along to the archivist/board member of Lubec Landmarks at that time. Then at the annual member meeting in August, I gave the other card to our president of the board. I emphasized that King's staff could knowledgeably alert the senator to our urgent historic preservation situation. Almost all Washington County nonprofit organizations are long on needs and short on working members. Especially board members and particularly presidents will- ing to serve for term after term. Many people do not have the time to devote to a cause that requires consistent commit- ment. Again, I regret not trying more persis- tently to gain the attention of Lubec Land- mark's president. Thankfully, inter- national peace is returning between towns- people who make a living on either side of the Narrows. I felt sad and frustrated that bickering between both sides initially dominated social ,media. Sound plans for shared action were slow to gain attention. On both sides of my family, we main- tained friendly relations with Canadians. My father, lobster wharf owner Glenn Far- ris, bought his herring bait from the Mc- Curdy business as did many other fishermen from Cutler. My mother Ruth Corbett Farris would bring her daughters, ,/ck~:) THE ALGONQUIN RESORT S,~ "~t~DREw5 I] f~qE ~,E.P- AUTOGRAPH COLLECTION" HOTELS l/alentine Dance Come show offyour dance moves with Radio Factory,s high-energy sound. Saturday. February 17, 8 p.m. Tickets are S20 (tax induded) For reservations call 1-855-529-8693 reservations#algonquinresor t.com 184 Adolphus St St.Andrews by-the-Sea, NB, Canada algonquinresort.com/packages III Celia and Delia, along for annual trips to the Jackson Bros. wharf on Campobello Island. There she picked out the best of fresh cod and pollock for salting and dry- ing. Then she would drive up to East Quoddy Head Light for some reminisc- ing. My grandfather Eugene Farris quietly cultivated close ties between Cutler and Canada. He was a rum-running fisherman caught in the act by my other grandfather, W'dlie Corbett. As keeper of Little River Light Station, he witnessed Eugene's boat wallowing heavily in sea swells. The en- gine had cut out. His wife Velma stopped W'tllie firom reporting Eugene to the Bu- reau of Alcohol and Firearms officials. "He is a member of our village. Just go out in your boat and help him get the engine going." Willie did just that - then sternly warned "Liddy" Farris to never again commit an illegal act on the open ocean between Cutler and Campobello. My hope for one of the most unique museum sites in New England is that former curator Ed Hawes' restoration plans can be funded and carried forward. There must be benefits from all the na- tional attention focused on this loss. As grant-writing grinds on, increased large and small private donations may start flowing to begin building a replica from the old building's salvage. Ed worked in partnership with Becky Kolouris to lay out and set up the educa- tional displays in the packing room and small video area. On the evening of No- vember 1,2011, Becky was walking to a historical meeting in Bowdoinham. She was struck accidentally from behind and instantly killed. The passing of a gifted woman now becomes more clearly con- nected to the present death of that old gal wobbling on her last legs out in the Nar- rows. Ed was devastated. He eventually sold their remote Lubec cabin and regret- fully resigned as curator for Lubec Land- marks. Back at Bowdoin College, Ed retired as a professor and eventually mar- fled. Ed left his plans for maintaining the McCurdy buildings according to the Na- tional Register of Historic Sites specifica- tions with Lubec Landmarks. Dr. Hawes hoped that a new curator would step for- ward to continue the work of keeping the McCurdy complex on firrn pilings. As John P. McCurdy would do, every year or so wharf owners check for needed repairs. New pilings are driven in the mud, and cross poles are replaced. If some structures are let go for years and years along the waterfront, our increasingly heavy storms and higher tides will take their toll. Delia Mae Fan-is Cutler This Valentine's Day give the gift of Dunkin' Share the LOVE with personalized & heart-shaped donuts or include a DD card in your sweethearts Valentine 300 Main St Machias 207-255-6218 I Sleep like the bears Sleep that knits up the raveled sleeve of care / The death of each day's life, sore labour' s bath / Balm of hurt minds, great Nature's second course / Chief nourisher in life's feast. - From William Shakes- peare Natural events - Even though studies consistently show that at least one third of Americans don't get enough sleep, sleep is natural, especially in the winter. Hiber- nation is not just for the bears. With the weather forbidding, the ground frozen and the nights long, what better than to catch up on all that sleep we lost last summer, or last year, or back in our 20s and 30s when sleeping was optional, but not par- tying. Now that I'm older, hibernation done right can be an extreme luxury. After din- ner I'll sit by the stove and get drowsy over a theology text or a history of the Transcendentalists and maybe even a cup of chamomile tea. The book works as fast as the tea - faster, actually. Then, when my eyes start to close I'll hoist myself up one more time, brush my teeth, give my honey a kiss, and pad off to our huge bed in the cold bedroom overlooking the Ben- jamin River just in time to miss the State of the Union address. One more page of Emerson and Thoreau with my skull on the pillow and my bones under the quilt, and, brothers and sisters, I'm gone where good bears go. Bears have it easy, though, you know. All they have to do is fatten up on free wild blueberries and beechnuts, find a warm den for the winter, and let nature take her sweet course. We have it a little Cherryfield Kari and Jeffrey Leighton became the proud parents of a son, Brayden Robert, who was born on January 24, 2018, at the Down East Community Hospital (DECH) in Machias and weighed 8 lbs 6 oz. Pembroke Jennifer Cushing and Timothy Morgan became the proud parents of a daughter, Madison Joyce Morgan, who was born on January 24, 2018, at the'Down East Com- munity Hospital in Machias and weighed 7 lbs 5 oz. Pleasant Point Samara McLaughlin and Andrew Fran- cis-Stevens became the proud parents of a daughter, Hazel Reign Francis-Stevens, who was born on January 24, 2018, at the DECH in Machias and weighed 8 lbs, 2 OZ. harder. For one thing, some humans are morning people and some are night people and they often find themselves under the same snowy roof. For another thing, bears don't have to go to work or to school all through the long winter. Anyone who has tried to rouse a sleeping teenager for four years of early morning calculus or civics or European history will see the sublime wisdom of starting classes at a saner hour as many secondary schools now do. Ques- tion: How many promising careers have been nipped in the bud because of a natu- rally somnolent adolescent brain that didn't start working effectively until 10 o'clock, even though the body appeared reasonably operational by 7 a.m.? Answer: Probably millions. Wild speculation - I suspect the experts may one day find ancient evolutionary rea- sons for all this. Survival once dictated that some stalwart souls stay awake at night to tend the fires and fight off the giant marauding wolverines or barbarians to save the peaceful, tribal village from destruction. What's more, the young have always wanted to do their courting at night. No courting, no babies. No more babies, no more us. See? This is why the young stay up late: It makes survival sense. Students, show this to your parents and teachers, who may not yet be too old to remember. And if that doesn't work, try reading this almanack in bed. It could help put you to sleep. Field and forest report - Yes, the bears are slumbering soundly in their dens for the duration, and the chipmunks in the woodpile, and the frogs in the mud of the pond, but on a milder night the skunks may rouse themselves and rustle about in the dark; and the porcupines may rise to greet the dawn with reverence. During the day, cedar waxwings are flocking to feed on last year's old apples, rose hips and viburnum berries. At night the birds retire into the treetops and the thick puckerbrush to hunker down, slum- ber lightly and knit up the raveled sleeve of winter care. Sleep, sleep soundly, one and all. Sleep-pods to carry to bed with you - From the Greek philosopher Plato, c. 428- 348 BCE: How can we determine whether at this moment we are sleeping and all our thoughts are a dream, or whether we are awake, and talking to one another in the waking state? And from Leo J. Burke: People who say they sleep like a baby usually don't have one. (All rights reserved, 1992-2018, by Rob McCall, publisher.) Wishes you a Happy : Valentine's Day . Sweet hreats for your sweetheart and your sweet tooth. Chocolate dipped heart.shaped cakes and cookies and more!