Big Maine Wind Gathering One Week From Today in Island Falls

Be there or be square :)

And if it's been awhile since you have seen Katahdin, then there's even more reason to make this part of your plans.

This is very important - Island Falls needs our help!

This is the very area that was President Teddy Roosevelt's home away from home when he would come to Maine. The very lake where a plaque commemorates Roosevelt's visits is now under attack.

These lakes are rare jewels and need protection. It ain't over until it's over. Please help however you can.

Protect Our Lakes Fund Raiser
    This will be our final fund raiser. 
     We are in the process of filing an appeal on the Federal level under the Fish and Wildlife guide lines.
     It is our hope to hold them off and delay the project as long as possible.
    As you all know we need money to move forward, we cannot give up!
August 17, 2013
6 PM
$15.00/person
Craig's Maine Course
  VaJoWa Golf Course
  142 Walker Settlement Rd.
  Island Falls, ME 04747
Chicken Barbecue Dinner
  Prepared by Chef Craig
Entertainment...Live Band...Ben & Brian!
       
Bring your friends...Bring your family...join us for a fun evening!
If you are unable to attend, we accept any level of donation to Protect Our Lakes.
 A donation of $100 or more is fully deductible if made out to FEN.  
You can send your donation to:
 Donna Davidge
 PO Box 254
 Island Falls, ME 04747
Any questions please call: Candy 603-530-2329
                                           Donna 207-463-3428

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My Debt To Maine
By Theodore Roosevelt

I owe a personal debt to Maine because of my association with certain staunch friends in Aroostook County; an association that helped and benefited me throughout my life in more ways than one.

It is more than forty years ago that I first went to Island Falls and stayed with the Sewall family. I repeated the visit three or four times. I made a couple of hunting trips in the fall, with Bill Sewall and Wilmot Dow; and one winter I spent three or four weeks on snowshoes with them, visiting a couple of lumber camps. I was not a boy of any natural prowess and for that very reason the vigorous out-door life was just what I needed.

It was a matter of pride with me to keep up with my stalwart associates, and to shift for myself, and to treat with indifference whatever hardship or fatigue came our way. In their company I would have been ashamed to complain! And I thoroughly enjoyed it. I was rather tired by some of the all-day tramps, especially in the deep snow, when my webbed racquets gave me “snowshoe feet”, or when we waded up the Munsungin in shallow water, dragging a dugout, until my ankles became raw from slipping on the smooth underwater stones; and I still remember with qualified joy the ascent and especially the descent of Katahdin in moccasins, worn because I had lost one of my heavy shoes in crossing a river at a riffle.

I also remember such delicious nights, under a lean-to, by lake or stream, in the clear fall weather, or in winter on balsam boughs in front of a blazing stump, when we had beaten down. I’d shoveled away the deep snow, and kept our foot-gear away from the fire, so that it should not thaw and freeze; -- and the meals of venison, trout, or partridge; and one meal consisting of muskrat and a fish-duck, which, being exceedingly hungry, we heartily appreciated.

But the bodily benefit was not the largest part of the good done me. I was accepted as part of the household; and the family and friends represented in their lives the kind of Americanism --self-respecting, duty-performing, life-enjoying-- which is the most valuable possession that any generation can hand on to the next. It was as native to our soil as “William Henry’s Letters to his Grandmother” -- I hope there are still readers of that delightful volume of my youth, even although it was published fifty years ago.

Mrs. Sewall, the mother, was a dear old lady; and Miss Sewall, the sister, was a most capable manager of the house. Bill Sewall at that time had two brothers- Sam was a deacon. Dave was NOT a deacon. It was from Dave that I heard an expression which ever after remained in my mind. He was speaking’ of a local personage of shifty character who was very adroit in using fair-sounding words which completely nullified the meaning of other fair-sounding words which preceded them. “His words weasel the meaning of the words in front of them”, said Dave, “just like a weasel when he sucks the meat out of an egg and leaves nothing but a shell”; and I always remembered “weasel words” as applicable to certain forms of oratory, especially political oratory, which I do not admire.

Once, while driving in a wagon with Dave, up an exceedingly wet and rocky backwoods road, with the water pouring down the middle, I asked him how in Aroostook County they were able to tell its roads from its rivers. “No beaver dams in the roads”, instantly responded Dave.

At one of the logging camps I became good friends with a quiet, resolute-looking man, named Brown, one of the choppers; and afterwards I stopped at his house and was as much struck with his good and pretty wife as I had been with him. He had served in the Civil War and had been wounded. His creed was that peace was a great blessing, hut that even so great a blessing could be purchased at too dear a price. I did not see him again until thirty-seven years later when he came to a meeting at which I spoke in Portland. He had shaved off his heard and was an old man and I did not at first recognize him; but after the first sentence him and very glad indeed I was to see him once more.

In the eighties I started a little cattle ranch on the Little Missouri, in the then territory of Dakota, and I got Bill Sewall and Wilmot Dow to join me. By that time they had both married, and they brought out Mrs. Sewall and Mrs. Dow. There was already a little girl in the Sewall family, and two babies, a small Sewall boy and a small Dow boy, were born on the ranch. Thanks to Mrs. Sewall and Mrs. Dow, we were most comfortable. The ranch house and all the out buildings at the home ranch – the Elkhorn – were made of cottonwood logs, and were put up by Bill and Wilmot—who were mighty men with the axe. I got them to put on a veranda; and in one room, where I kept my books and did my writing, we built a big fireplace, and I imported a couple of rocking chairs. (Only one would have made me feel too selfish.) The veranda, its open fireplace, the books and the rocking- chairs represented my special luxuries; I think Mrs. Sewall and Mrs. Dow enjoyed them almost as much as I did. We had stoves to keep us warm in the bitter winter weather and bearskins and buffalo robes. Bill and Wilmot and I, and usually one or two cowhands worked hard. But it was enjoyable work, and the hunting, on which we relied on for our meat, was of course sheer fun. When the winter weather set in we usually made a regular hunt to get the winter meat, and we hung our game in the cottonwood trees which tilted before the house; I remember once when we had a bull elk and several deer hanging up, and another time we had a couple of antelope and a yearling mountain sheep. The house of hewn logs was clean and comfortable, and we were all of us young and strong and happy.

Wilmot was from every standpoint one of the best men I ever knew. He has been dead for many years. His widow is now Mrs. Pride; and her present husband is also one of my valued friends. When I was President, the Sewalls and the Prides came down to Washington to visit us. We talked over everything, public and private, past and present; the education and future careers of our children; the proper attitude of the United States in external and internal matters. We all of us looked at the really important matters of public policy and private conduct from substantially the same viewpoint.

Never were there more welcome guests at the White House.

Theodore Roosevelt
Sagamore Hill, March 20th 1918

http://www.state.me.us/doc/parks/programs/history/biblepoint/letter...

BIG PICTURE: The father of American conservation's conserved lake (Land for Maine's Future protects Teddy Roosevelt's Mattawamkeag Lake) is being destroyed by today's false environmentalists.

The plaque at Bible Point - please come see it next week

"This place, to which a great man in
his youth liked to come to commune
with God and with the wonder and
beauty of the visible world, is
dedicated to the happy memory of
THEODORE ROOSEVELT
Stranger, rest here and consider
what one man, having faith in the
right and love for his fellow man
was able to do for his country."


    

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Hannah Pingree on the Maine expedited wind law

Hannah Pingree - Director of Maine's Office of Innovation and the Future

"Once the committee passed the wind energy bill on to the full House and Senate, lawmakers there didn’t even debate it. They passed it unanimously and with no discussion. House Majority Leader Hannah Pingree, a Democrat from North Haven, says legislators probably didn’t know how many turbines would be constructed in Maine."

https://pinetreewatch.org/wind-power-bandwagon-hits-bumps-in-the-road-3/

 

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Maine Center For Public Interest Reporting – Three Part Series: A CRITICAL LOOK AT MAINE’S WIND ACT

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(excerpts) From Part 1 – On Maine’s Wind Law “Once the committee passed the wind energy bill on to the full House and Senate, lawmakers there didn’t even debate it. They passed it unanimously and with no discussion. House Majority Leader Hannah Pingree, a Democrat from North Haven, says legislators probably didn’t know how many turbines would be constructed in Maine if the law’s goals were met." . – Maine Center for Public Interest Reporting, August 2010 https://www.pinetreewatchdog.org/wind-power-bandwagon-hits-bumps-in-the-road-3/From Part 2 – On Wind and Oil Yet using wind energy doesn’t lower dependence on imported foreign oil. That’s because the majority of imported oil in Maine is used for heating and transportation. And switching our dependence from foreign oil to Maine-produced electricity isn’t likely to happen very soon, says Bartlett. “Right now, people can’t switch to electric cars and heating – if they did, we’d be in trouble.” So was one of the fundamental premises of the task force false, or at least misleading?" https://www.pinetreewatchdog.org/wind-swept-task-force-set-the-rules/From Part 3 – On Wind-Required New Transmission Lines Finally, the building of enormous, high-voltage transmission lines that the regional electricity system operator says are required to move substantial amounts of wind power to markets south of Maine was never even discussed by the task force – an omission that Mills said will come to haunt the state.“If you try to put 2,500 or 3,000 megawatts in northern or eastern Maine – oh, my god, try to build the transmission!” said Mills. “It’s not just the towers, it’s the lines – that’s when I begin to think that the goal is a little farfetched.” https://www.pinetreewatchdog.org/flaws-in-bill-like-skating-with-dull-skates/

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