Waldo Town News



Thanksgiving was a bust for me, or so it seemed at first. I had greatly anticipated attending the public Thanksgiving supper in Brooks, hosted by the Brooks Congregational Church, which I attend. Arriving slightly after the 1 p.m. opening, I found the place packed to the limit. There was nowhere to sit. That attests to the great popularity of this event. It also points out my error in not arriving early.

Still determined to have some form of turkey on Thanksgiving Day, I headed to Belfast. Everything, every restaurant, was closed. About that time even a turkey sandwich from Subway was tempting, but they, too, were closed, as were the various restaurants on Route 1.

Back home that evening, resigned to having no Thanksgiving turkey, my good friend and pastor Russ Arnold stopped in, turkey and all the fixings in hand. Russ and his wife Deb were out delivering Thanksgiving dinners from the Brooks event, still fresh and warm. So, thanks to Russ and Deb, I had my turkey dinner after all.

Coming into the holiday season, here’s a thought for those who have friends or relatives who live alone. Think of them around the holidays. A simple phone call can do much to lift waning spirits. It can mean more than you might ever imagine.

Under the feeder

Another feeder-robbing gray squirrel bit the dust the other day. These were the same squirrels that stole everyone’s apples around the neighborhood, so my shooting, and eating the pesky varmints represent a service to my neighbors.

Birds now flock to suet feeders. The same bunch of songbirds keeps a steady presence. But a new bird has at least flirted with the suet. A pileated woodpecker visited the tree where the suet feeder hangs. Whether or not it availed itself of any suet remains unclear.

Weekly quote

There being no further news at this quiet time of year in Waldo, we’ll end with our weekly quote.  Here is a line from our old friend, “anonymous:” “Families are like fudge, mostly sweet with a few nuts.”