Waldo Town News
By Tom Seymour
Kellie Jacobs announces that the Waldo Boosters will host an “Italian Bistro” public supper on Saturday, Feb. 9, from 4-6 p.m. at the Waldo Town Hall. The menu features lasagna, spaghetti, warm toasted garlic bread, fresh tossed salad and a variety of homemade desserts. A free-will offering will be taken at the door.
Thanks, Kellie, for that news. It makes me hungry just reading it.
East Waldo Road was officially closed last week, after the January thaw caused an unexpected and in fact horrendous, mud season. Ruts were so bad that the road was mostly impassable, and numbers of vehicles got hopelessly mired and had to get hauled out by a big truck with a chain. This brings to mind my shameful redo of that old Dick Curless song, “A Tombstone Every Mile.” In this case, I’d call it, “An exhaust system every mile.”
Also, taxis from Belfast, as well as the Waldo County Public Transportation vehicle, refused to venture on the road. This made me wonder what might have happened had someone been seriously ill and needed ambulance service. Also, it seemed questionable whether or not a fire truck could have navigated the road. Besides that, what would have happened had I run out of Genesee Cream Ale?
Remembering that the late Gerald Whitcomb once called me “the mayor of Waldo,” an honorary and, indeed, euphemistic title once held by my friend the late Jim Doak, I felt obliged to do my part for public relations. Accordingly, I met with and apologized, on behalf of the people of Waldo, to Darryl, our postman, for the terrible condition of the road. He took it all in good stride, saying, “Yes, it looks like it’s muddin’ time.” This says much about the character and determination of our current crop of mail carriers.
Anyway, on Wednesday morning, during the snowstorm, I heard what sounded like a snow plow. It turned out it wasn’t. Later, upon going out for mail, I saw that a thick coating of stone or coarse gravel (it was hard to tell which, since it was partially covered by snow at that point) had been evenly spread over the road. The end result was that conditions, at least for the time being, improved by 90 percent. It seems a shame, though, that proactive maintenance couldn’t have circumvented the need for such obviously costly and difficult reactive measures. But in this case, the ends justified the means. And for that, we who must travel on East Waldo Road are all thankful.
In addition to wicked nippy temperatures, fishing will slowly worsen as the week progresses. That does not mean that anyone can’t go out and slay ‘em, either. But chances are, that probably won’t happen. Like it or not, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
As an amateur astronomer, I have several telescopes and am ready to set them up at the drop of a hat. Not being comfortable driving at night, my stargazing efforts take place at home. I invite anyone with an interest in astronomy, who may not have their own telescope, to contact me and come over some clear, starlit night for some looks at double stars, nebulae and star clusters … all great telescope objects.
“Folks are basically decent, conventional wisdom would say. Yet we read about the exceptions in the papers every day.” – Neil Peart
As always, I encourage readers to visit my blog at: www.WildPlantsandWoolyBears.blogspot.com. This is a continuation of the same blog that ran on the old Courier Gazette web page for several years.