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Classic Cars and Classic Music

MMSCC 2007 Castine Rallyfest information:
Released by: Dave Mendenhall Event Coordinator
January 27, 2007

The Mid Maine Sports Car Club is pleased to announce that the fourth annual Castine Rally/Sports Car Show will be on the weekend of June 23-24, 2007 in Castine Maine. This year, we are pleased to announce a partnership with The Flye Point Music and Arts Festival ( in Brooklin, Maine for what we expect to be one of the more talked about sports car events of the New England 2007 season.

This music festival is held on one of the most outstanding shore front properties in Maine offering breathtaking beauty on a thirty five acre point jutting boldly into the Atlantic Ocean. The Flye Point Music Festival offers world class music which will create a first class experience for you. We will have a classic car show at our secure corral and tent right on the festival grounds and join over 3500 people for non stop music from 11:00 AM to 7:30 PM.

The Money Spent On The War In Iraq Could Have Bought All This.

While I love and support our troops around the globe, here is an eye-opener for you.
The war in Iraq has cost the taxpayers more than $359 billion dollars.
If you took that same amount of money and spent it elsewhere, you could buy a lot of great things or hire a lot of people. 
In fact, you could pay for more than 17 million full four-year college scholarships.
Speaking of education, you could hire 6,224,739 schoolteachers for a year with that money. 
If you are worried about your kids and the health care coverage your work provides for them, it would not have been a problem, because you could have had total health care and insurance for more than 215 million children a year.


Like the "Song That Never Ends," it seems this story has no end, either.

An old retired fireman told me that he thought there were two Nardinis: Nardinis and Nardinis Sterling. Who knows?!

Anyway, I bet there are very, very few who rermember Postal Telegraph on Main Street. It tried to compete with Western Union, but was not very succesful.

The true tale of Trooper: the most popular fowl in the city

Above: Hope Butterworth (left) and Jean Tessier pose with a nonchalant Trooper during the handoff in 2004.


While engaged in research for the winter guide, we stumbled upon a dramatic tale of heroism and rescue. To be sure, the story was two years old, but no one else had it. We dug deeper. During a recent visit with the recreation folks, who have a nice view of White Park, by the way, we got the story from director Carolyn Tracy bit by bit, in between skating and sledding tips. In early December 2004, the pond at White Park began to freeze. The wild ducks had long since flown away, leaving one domestic-looking little guy doing his solitary laps. Days passed. Ice thickened, spreading from the edges inward. The phone calls began, Tracy said, and so did the visits from concerned passers-by. The temperature continued to drop. (You’ll have to just imagine the background music.) Finally, one afternoon, Tracy called the fire department, but firefighters pronounced the ice too thin to walk on, she said. ‘The duck will get itself out,’ she remembers them saying. But they didn’t know this duck. Tracy called the city manager’s office and told her sad story to administrative assistant Jean Tessier. Hours passed. “By evening, I said, ‘I’m going to catch this duck,’ ” Tracy said. She went home and brought back a fish net, pulled on a pair of waders. (In case your imagination fails we’ve provided you with a picture.) A neighbor who’d been in on the duck-rescue efforts gave her a pair of gloves. “It was cold,” Tracy said. She and fellow recreationalist David Gill pulled their cars up to the pond and turned their headlights on. Tracy grabbed a pair of skis from her car to use as ice breakers and began clearing a path for the duck to swim to her. Then she busted out the bread, but in vain: “I never did catch him,” she said. The rescuers went home cold and discouraged. But by morning, hope had arrived – straight from the General Services department. “The city manager had called . . . and told them to save the duck,” Tracy said. And they did, dragging a rope across the pond, occasionally snapping it, to run him out. “They must’ve done this before,” Tracy said. Once on dry land, he was captured in an empty grain sack and brought to Tracy’s office. “They said, ‘The duck’s downstairs, what do you want to do with it?’ I called Jean and said, ‘What do we do with it?’ ” Tessier had just the place in mind – a haven run by the city’s friend to all those who are homeless. On the way to Hope Butterworth’s house, Trooper got his name from an admiring Tessier. When they arrived at Trooper’s new home, Tracy said, Butterworth ushered all three of them into the kitchen. “I thought, my goodness, this is the place for Trooper – somebody who will bring him in,” she said. She sounded a little wistful, if you ask us. Tessier’s since retired and moved away, and Tracy’s lost touch with Trooper. She’d been wondering how he was making out in his new digs, so we decided to do a little investigative journalism. We called Butterworth, who told us to come on over. She took us out to the barn, where we found Trooper running with a gang of chickens, roosters, a duck and a goose. He looked pretty happy, if you ask us. Butterworth said Trooper had gotten pretty tight with the other duck, and they did seem to have a strong relationship – waddling together, even going off into a corner to huddle at one point. Butterworth told us something else, as well, something that Tracy and Tessier might find a little more interesting. Trooper, it seems, is a girl.

Meet Sai, the Renaissance man

Sai Shyamsundar, 11, of Penacook is the newest 1st degree junior black belt at Penacook School Karate.
Says Grandmaster Matt Brown (sweet title), Sai moved to the United States with his family from India in 2002. Brown said Sai attends Penacook Elementary and also plays basketball, piano and clarinet.
Brown shared excerpts from Sai’s essay (a black belt requirement): “During these years of learning Karate I’ve learnt self-discipline, concentration and perseverance. . . .
“There were many days when all I wanted to do was watch cartoons, but my parents forced me to go to karate. Now I know why they wanted me to go. If I were still at home sitting around I wouldn’t have made it this far.”

'You Indian?'

Heard: On Tuesday, Jan. 16, at 12:30 p.m. in Bagel Works on Main Street:
“You Indian? You look Indian. My grandmother was a Cherokee. She looked like a black woman. You see a picture of her, she looked like a black woman. It’s crazy.”
– Spoken by a man wearing plug earrings to a Bagel Works employee.

Apple Puffs

Seen: On Tuesday, Jan. 16, around 2 p.m. at the corner of Pleasant and North State Street, a blue Ford Escort parked with a box of Entenmann’s Apple Puffs tucked under the windshield blade and a single puff speared on the antenna. The car had a New Hampshire veteran’s plate that read I_HUNT.

19 graduates

Dick Osborne of NHTI sent this photo to us. He wrote: New Hampshire Technical Institute held a traditional pinning ceremony on Jan. 11 for 19 new graduates of its Practical Nursing program. The graduates, who finished their 12-month program of study in December, are eligible to apply for the National Council Licensure Examination for Practical Nurses, passage of which earns them the professional title of Licensed Practical Nurse.

The Class of 2006 was represented by the presentations of class speakers Candy Gottschalk and Maureen Nelson, and a slideshow highlighting the year, produced by graduate Karen Hadlock. Class member Christine Thibeault was presented with the Award of Excellence for her outstanding academic and clinical performance.

Three cheers to George Vreeland Hills

First let me say how much I enjoy the Insider. I look forward to Tuesdays. The article about Whit Levensaler was great, as are his photos of Concord.
     As a younger man I recall reading in the Monitor of (so-and-so) was arrested last niight for failure to dim his headlights, Who now dims their headlights ?? It seems everone is driving with them on high and no-one dims them when signaled.
   Three cheers to George Vreeland Hills !!! I am ashamed that the ACLU are part of our society and I wish there was a way of getting rid of them.

Under the bridge

Erin Placey of the American Friends Service Committee sent us this photo she took under the Loudon Road bridge recently.

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