Monday, July 30, 2012

Maine



 Olympics?


If you’ve read my account of my experiences while attending the 1996 Olympics in Atlanta, you will know that I have my own ideas about hosting the Olympics in Maine, more specifically coastal Maine.

Seriously, now. Other small venues have existed for the Olympics. Lillehammer, in Norway, comes to mind. Also, as I have mentioned in “My Olympics,” not all venues are held in the same place anyway. Coastal Maine could at least host the water end of things for an Olympics.

Money aside, venue building aside, here’s my ideas.

As for accommodations, traffic problems: Portland would be our best bet for accommodations and act as a staging area for daily commutes to our area for events. We could also let them handle the venue for all the swimming events.
The only thing I see us building is a humongous bleacher area facing the Breakwater down at the Landing. Then if we shut down Main Street for all the Olympic vendors, entertainment, etc. we’d be all set. Charge vendors to use the space of course. We could also set up an area for medal ceremonies.
As for events, I have some ideas there too.

The skull rowing events could be held in any number of lakes in the area or even one of the many rivers. How about the Kennebec? The Allagash could even be used for kayaking.
Our own waterfront would be perfect I think for many events already in the Olympics and some I think could very well be added. Here’s my list to add to the yachting events that would be held in our harbor:
Paddleboard jousting, which will be done in the Maine Boats, Home and Harbors this year.
Boatyard Dog events, also held at the MBHH show. It would be our own version of all the Equestrian events currently held at the Olympics.
Real rowing events in real rowboats.

Lobster boat racing.

And the best and most fun of all: Lobster Crate Racing. It already is an international event, after all, according to its advertising.
I’m sure you could think of many more.
Rockland is already internationally known as a wonderful place to visit. This is the next step as I see it.
Although this blog was all written in fun, think about it. Wouldn’t you just love to see us get some of the action? Maybe not? What do you think?
Thanks for listening.

My Olympics



My TV is permanently tuned to the Olympics coverage for the duration of the games. I love the Olympics. The 1996 games were my Games because they took place in Atlanta where I live. I experienced the games in person and I have many memories of how much fun it was and how fortunate I was to be in the right place at the right time.
It takes a lot of planning, money, and construction to put on the games. Atlanta was planning from the moment we were announced as the site of the 1996 games. It was hard to believe that the whole world was coming to Atlanta, but come they did.
Transportation
One of the biggest problems for any big event like the Olympics is transportation. How do we get people from one place to another in the best and most efficient way?

Downtown Atlanta was closed to all traffic. I worked on the very edge of all the happenings at that time so I could still drive my car to work. It was a real “Twilight Zone” moment to see city buses from all over the country and Canada traveling our highways bringing people from the suburbs into the city for the games.

Atlanta has an extensive subway system and it was used believe me. There were police guards on all the platforms to make sure there were no scuffles because the trains were so packed. I rode the trains with athletes dressed in their country’s Olympic uniforms and heard every language imaginable at the same time.

We in America are not used to being pushed onto trains into what amounted to a sardine effect. Seats were removed in most of the trains so that we could carry more people. I, with my claustrophobia, almost got arrested when I put my hand out to block one more person who was trying to enter the door of the train where I stood. A cop was in my face immediately and I was really sweating it for a minute.
Weather
The weather can affect the outcome of any game that is played outdoors. Atlanta lied to the IOC, International Olympic Committee, when they told them that the temperatures would be comfortable for athletes and fans alike. I think the committee visited Atlanta in the fall when the weather was cool, not mid-summer in July when the Games took place; therefore they were duped.
On the first day of the Games, my friend Debbie and I went downtown to see a baseball game in the venue that eventually would become our modern day Turner Field. The temps had to be near 100. We took a bus from our suburb. We survived downtown by going into the tents that were set up with mist spraying from the top down to hot fans below. I had won tickets to a baseball game through the Georgia lottery and was determined to take advantage of it. You’ll see pictures from that game below.

As it was the first day of the Games all the glitches as to transportation hadn’t been worked out yet. There were two bus routes with similar names and we had a hard time trying to find out where ours left from. The heat was getting to be too much for me so Debbie called the Olympic Committee Transportation emergency number and someone came with a jeep and drove us over to our bus. (By the way, did you know that the games were one of the first places where cell phones were widely used to communicate? At that time it was a feature story of the games on our local NBC affiliate. It was said that someday we would all have our own personal phone numbers, which was hard to believe at that time.)
The Venues
Despite what it looks like on TV, all the games are not actually played in the host city. Such was the case with the 96 games. Soccer was played in venues in Alabama and Washington to name two. Yachting was off Savannah. Kayak events were in Tennessee. I mention this because I have my ideas for a Maine Olympics. See the separate story, “Maine Olympics?”
I was able to attend three games at the 96 Olympics. Besides the baseball game between Australia and China; I attended a women’s basketball game between Russia and Japan at the Georgia Dome; and a softball game, which took place in Columbus, Georgia, between the US and China. The US would eventually win the gold in softball.

There was a lottery for tickets. You filled out a form giving your three wishes for tickets and then you prayed. They tried to give everyone at least one of the later games. Also in the lottery, at mucho bucks, were seats in the opening and closing ceremonies; which is why I wasn’t at either one of those events.
Some citizens of Atlanta vacated the place while the games were on. Some rented out their houses for big bucks. I wanted to be in on the action and was glad I stayed.

Here are some pictures from my files of some of the experiences I had during those games. Enjoy. See the next story about the Maine Olympics.

Thanks for listening.


The torch is passed. The Olympic flame was run through many of the suburbs of Atlanta. This run is near where I lived in Gwinnett County. The runners had the option to buy their torch. Some of them were sold. My boss at that time ended up with one.


Me with my Olympics garb. None of this survived. The souvenirs I have left are my Olympic license plate and all my pins which I have displayed on the wall in my office. There was places downtown where people collected to swap pins and other souvenirs from the different countries, including at the famous Varsity. If you wanted to swap a pin you put it on your hat so people could see it and make you an offer.


At the baseball game between Australia and China. The guy with the belly I believe was a Georgia boy. He was quite a character. We had fun talking to the Aussies around us. They were so friendly and so interested in Atlanta and the games.



The baseball game at  the venue that would become Turner Field for the Atlanta Braves.



I pose at the baseball venue. Over my right shoulder you can just see the Olympic flame at the top of that tower. People said it looked like a box of French fries from McDonalds.


Entrance to the softball venue in Columbus, Georgia. Notice all the Olympic flags.


At the softball game there were bronze statues of young girls playing softball outside the venue. I am playing shortstop here behind the pitcher.


At the softball game. See Uncle Sam? There was also a man with a bald head who sported a real plunger attached to the top of his head. He attended a lot of the games that way and people began to watch for him. I didn’t get a picture of him, though.


At the softball game. These are volunteers. All of the volunteers had very colorful uniforms which they had to buy. Many of them sold their uniforms after the game for big bucks.



Olympic Park at night. You could buy bricks which were used to build the surface of the park. There was also a huge fountain coming out of the big flat rocks which the kids played in—they still do. I had a picture of it, but it was lost. I have visited the park many times since the games. The Fourth of July fireworks were lit there this year.


Global Olympic Village in the heart of Atlanta near the park and where all the action besides the games took place. Some medal ceremonies were performed here. It is also the familiar scene you saw on TV the night a terrorist set off a bomb near here which killed one woman. They have a permanent memorial in the park to remember those victims. Fortunately I changed my plans and wasn’t there that night.

Monday, July 23, 2012


A Walk Back in Time

Several years ago they painted some kind of line down the sidewalks on Main Street to serve as a path for a “walking tour” of Rockland. The intention was to direct our summer visitors on a self-walking tour. The experiment didn’t work out too well as I remember. I don’t remember the reason why. Maybe the tourists asked too many questions the business people on Main Street couldn’t answer. Be that as it may, I think we may have the basics of a new walking tour in the works.
We already have a boardwalk left by MBNA and an extended walk along the waterfront in the South End. I think there are also plans in the works to expand that walkway. I would like to see it extended along the old Snows Shipyard, past the museum, and on over to the end of Rockland at its Southern end. Of course we still do have a working harbor, so it may be harder to do than I think.
At the Northern end of town I could see a walkway down at the end of Tillson Avenue perhaps and on up past the old lime works in the North End. I think there were lime kilns all along the waterfront at that time. Now it’s been a long time since I’ve seen what the waterfront really looks like, so I may just be talking out of the top of my head; but some enterprising person could possibly be convinced to work on it. The money being there for the project of course.
We also have a book called A Walk Along Main Street, by Ann Morris of the Rockland Historical Society, which I have reviewed before (see the January 2012 archives). It is a perfect book to carry with you as you make your tour along Main Street. There are also other books I can refer you to which I will list at the end of this blog.
As an amateur historian and known history nut, I have always been fascinated by novels that have to do with time travel. At the present time I am reading a novel by Michael Crichton called Timeline, which takes some people back to medieval France in what amounts to some kind of a telephone booth machine. They land in a place that is absolutely silent. No cars, no airplanes, no motors of any kind. Imagine what a world that would be.
One of my favorite books is Time and Again, by Jack Finney, who becomes involved in a U.S. Army experiment to see if it is feasible to send people back in time via self-hypnosis. The main character, Simon Morley, agrees to go back to the early 1880s in New York City where he ends up living in the Dakota, which actually existed then. What kind of world would that be?
I mention time travel here to project your thoughts towards a Main Street in Rockland, Maine in the 1880s to early 1900s. What would you see, smell, hear if you were suddenly taken back to that time and was standing on Main Street? For instance, take a look at these two pictures I found on the Rockland, Maine History Page on Facebook. The first one was taken in 2005 and the second I think would probably be in the early 1900s, based on what I see. Both pictures I believe are located in about the same place on Main Street.

Photo contributed by Victor R. Malmstrom Jr.
 to the Rockland, Maine History Facebook Page.

Main Street looks about the same today. We have a one-way street, a paved road, and modern signage.
Picture contributed by Elizabeth Poisson
 for the Rockland, Maine History Facebook Page.

What kind of world do you see here? First I see the cobblestones and no kind of traffic control whatsoever. Traffic is going both ways. There is a horse and buggy traveling south I believe right in the middle of the street.
I figure the time is probably the early 1900s as it looks like an early motor-driven car is parked the wrong way on the left side of the street. It also looks like there may even be a license plate on the back.
If you were a man on the street this day like these two gentlemen how would you be dressed? It looks like the man in the suit has a bowler type hat on; probably a heavy woolen suit; probably a collar stay along with his bow tie.
Do you think the country fellow with a country-style felt hat on and probably cotton overalls is talking to the man in the suit? How would they know each other? Maybe a farmer talking to his banker? The farms at that time were moving west to “greener pastures.” Rockland was fast becoming an industrial area.
If you were standing on Main Street with these two gentlemen you may smell the smoke from the lime kilns along with the horse manure these horses were contributing.
You would hear the clop of horses’ hoofs on the cobblestones and the occasional putt putt sound from the few cars that were around then. In the sky you would hear only sea gulls, not airplanes.
If you took a walk down Main Street as seen here in the early 1900s you would see stores to cater to your every need. From clothing, shoe repairing, horse stables, farm and hardware equipment, etc. It was a thriving commercial community on the verge of many good times to come and, sadly, bad times also. Would you like to go back in time on Main Street in Rockland, if only for a day, to experience how people in those times lived? I would.
Imagine if you will (with my apologies to Rod Serling) if you were dressed in period clothing of the time and drove a car in the manner of Michael J. Fox in “Back to the Future” down the Main Street like that depicted in the 2005 picture. Not as dramatic as Michael’s car, but just a regular car taking you on a  shopping trip up on Main Street.
You drive down Main Street and suddenly you drive into the frame of the second picture of the early 1900s. Your car disappears and you have to get out of the middle of the street in a hurry before a horse and buggy runs you over.
What do you have on you in the way of money? There probably isn’t much paper money left from that era which you could take with you. Besides, the look of paper money has changed too much over the years. Coins would have to be dated for the era. The gold standard would probably no longer exist so gold coins would be out. You could perhaps have silver dollars and other modern coins with the proper dates on them.
Of course anything you might purchase wouldn’t cost as much as it does today. However, if your one-day excursion into the past were extended for some reason you would have to get a job right away to replenish your coin stash.
If you are a woman, your choices may be limited. Perhaps a maid or nanny for the wealthy families up on Talbot Avenue somewhere; or maybe a school marm. Jobs in the retail would not be accepted as well as any kind of office work. If you owned your own business, such as a millinery shop, you could be all right.
Let your imagination wander as you think about what the rest of your life would be like in this day and age. The times were simpler to be sure, even though things like “consumption” or tuberculosis existed then too. It would be fun to experience all that age had to offer up until the time you began to miss modern inventions like television and cell phones and the internet. I think it would be worth it though, don’t you?
If you would like to discover more of the history of Rockland, I can suggest several books from the Rockland Historical Society, or sometimes called The Shore Village Historical Society, which is what Rockland was once called. Also, please visit the Society located at the Rockland Public Library. They have many more artifacts and pictures they would gladly show you.
Thanks for listening.
Here are your references:
A Walk Along Main Street, Rockland, Maine, Ann Morris, Rockland Historical Society
Around Rockland, Images of America, The Shore Village Historical Society
Shore Village Album, The Shore Village Historical Society
Shore Village Story, The Shore Village Historical Society
Rockland Area Lime Industries, Courtney C. MacLachlan, David R. Hoch, Paul G. Merriam, Arcadia Publishing
You should be able to find all of the above at the Rockland Historical Society or at local bookstores.


Saturday, July 21, 2012


A Personal Gripe
And a Warning for Professionals

This blog space is not usually used by me as a personal gripe platform; however, I feel I must speak out on behalf of other professional writers and professionals in other fields as well. I have been duped and I don’t much like it.
Here’s how it happened. One day I got a phone call from an outfit in New York who flattered me by telling me that they would very much like to include me in their Who’s Who book. They made it very plain they were not THE Who’s Who book of Whatever. However, I liked what they said and thought it would be nice to have my name out there in some kind of professional capacity. Most professionals belong to some kind of professional organization if only for the networking possibilities.
Big mistake! It only escalated from there. Every day I would get another call from them (and I will not name the actual outfit here because I don’t want to give them any more publicity) trying to sell me something more. First it was a plaque; then it was a special page in their book; and on it went. If I said no, they came down another $100 or so or offered something of lesser value. All the while they promised that it was the very last thing I needed to purchase to have my name and profile included in their stupid book.
What I ended up with is the stupid plaque; a place in their online web site; plane tickets if you can believe it; and “special” people to talk to if I wanted to connect to anyone else in the book. I never did get the damn $300 book and don’t expect I ever will. I don’t even want to call them and ask where it is because I don’t want to start down that road again with them.
Oh, here’s another way they try to get to you on the phone. If you don’t answer one phone number from the New York area, they will resort to personal cell phones. Now I never answer the phone if I don’t recognize the number on my phone ID screen.
I did look through the people on their website and didn’t really see many people connected with the publishing business and not even one other author.
I suppose I could contact the Better Business Bureau or something, but I don’t hold out any illusions of a good outcome there. I consider it a lesson learned and thought I would pass on the information to others out there who may be tempted to try their service.
I have nothing against any “Who’s Who in American” anything. They have a long outstanding reputation of helping professionals to grow in their field. Just be wary of the “off brand” of any book that sounds like the real thing. Don’t get taken like I was.
Thanks for listening to me vent and be careful out there.

Geoff Kaufman
Acoustic Music
At the Museum


Music of the Sea
Sail, Power & Steam Museum
Saturday, July 28, 7:30 p.m.
$12 General Admission; $6 Children
Call 207-596-0200 for information

Thursday, July 19, 2012


Maine Sea Goddess Log 2012

This year I will not be home during the Lobster Festival. Therefore I’m depending on you my loyal readers, who are attending, to send me some shots of the princesses and the Sea Goddess, to be named this year.

For all things Festival, I can suggest you go to two Facebook pages: Maine Sea Goddess Coronation Committee Page and Maine Lobster Festival Page.

I found this shot on the Festival page of this year’s Sea Princesses practicing for the pageant.


This video is also on the Maine Lobster Festival page and contains many beautiful shots of last year’s coronation. That site also has many more pictures of interest, including more Princess and Goddess shots.



I look forward to your contributions. Don’t let me down, OK. I will keep this log up from now till the end of August.

Have fun at the Festival!

Monday, July 16, 2012


The ‘Ole Swimming Hole

Belgrade Lakes. From masterlife.com

I’ve jumped off many wharfs like this,
 as well as floats and rocks and whatever else there was to dive off.

 (This blog was suggested by sister, Sara. Thanks, sis.)

Summer meant swimming when we were kids. Anytime we got the chance to get near a body of water where we could go swimming was a good day. Our “swimming holes” were pretty big holes. Some of them were as big as the ocean even. Maine probably has close to the same amount of lakes that Minnesota does. The same glacier dug out some pretty big pot holes in both our states to leave some awesome bodies of water. Maine, however, also has the ocean to boot.
The closest thing we have to swimming holes in Maine is quarries. More about them later.
Where was your favorite “hole” to swim in when you were a kid?

Being a South End kid, of course, Sandy Beach was a big draw to us.  We paid no mind to the sewer pipes and the fish factory. There was also the “little granites” further down the shore. Here some left over pilings from a pier or something made a great place for the waves to hit against in high tide. We’d jump up and down as each wave came in.


South End boys play recently in a now clean Sandy Beach.
 It wasn’t too long ago that swimming was banned there.
 Photo by Sandra Sylvester

During the summer, the Rockland Recreation Department would fill a bus up with South End kids and head for Glen Cove to give us swimming lessons. Most of us could already swim, but we went anyway. I, however, would rather just enjoy the day at Glen Cove beach, rather than take those “stupid” swimming lessons. Therefore, my Glen Cove days were numbered. Anyone of you go on those bus trips?

Manmade pools were something rich people had in the city. We couldn’t ever imagine confining ourselves to such a small controlled environment as a pool. If I remember correctly though, there was one huge public pool up Belfast way that was salt-water fed. I think the tide came in and out of that pool. Does anyone remember this pool? I think I went there maybe once with my family. There was a picnic area too.
Over on the farm in Bremen, we kids would beg to go swimming at Biscay, a lake not far away. As I remember, the road to Biscay was very low and close to the water in one place and sometimes flooded, preventing traffic from proceeding. My Aunt Freda, who couldn’t swim, would let us go out into the lake over our heads. We could swim, but she would wave us closer to the shore frantically if she thought we were out too deep. My cousin and I, being daredevils, would often tease her and go out even further, but would soon turn around and come in closer.
Another lake we went to over that way was Damariscotta Lake. I remember it as being very big and also very pretty. I believe we also went to Jefferson Lake.

Damariscotta Lake. From mainecoastpropertiesblog.com
I’ve also spent a good deal of time swimming at Chickawaukee outside town; Megunticook, in Camden; and Sandy Shores over Warren way.
I remember Megunticook as a special lake, so calm and beautiful. If you get the chance, watch this video featuring Ken Bailey, Megunticook Lake Warden. It’s a beautiful piece. (I just learned today, July 19, of Ken's death. See the Courier online for his obit.)


(A special shoutout to Steven Underwood, who produced this video. See his work at www.underwoodproductions.com.)
I have camped at Sandy Shores. I remember the nice sand they had. As a teenager, I belonged to the Future Homemakers of America Club in high school. I was far from a homemaker or even aspiring to be one. The reason I and many of us at the high school joined that club was the sole reason of the beach trip we took every year to Sandy Shores. It was always a fun day.
Another lake I enjoyed swimming at was Beaver Lake up Union way. The Cement Plant always held their company picnic there; lobster feed and all. It was also always a fun day. Our Girl Scout troop once spent the night in the lodge there.
The Quarries
Now we come to the quarries. Quarries were a place you went to with your teenage friends when you became of driving age. No parent in their right mind would take their kids swimming in the biggest of the biggest swimming holes, the quarry. They were deep and dark and bottomless. If you drowned in a quarry, your body may not come up for a long time because the cold water kept it down. Cars have disappeared in them. Get the picture? Anyone who has ever gone swimming in a quarry knows this. I’m trying to educate those of you who are not Mainers.
Quarries, once the industry was over, soon filled in with water, some were fed by underground springs, which kept the water from getting stagnant.
Many of the islands had quarrying ventures. The remaining quarry holes many times serve as the only “swimming hole” an island kid has.
Take a look at this quarry as it was being worked over in Waldoboro.

Post Card from buffaloah.com.
The Maine Granite Industry Historical Society

Look at those ledges that go down and down and down some more. How many feet do you think it was to the bottom? Now imagine a bunch of kids pushing off from some of the top ledges to take a swim in modern times. That’s what quarry swimming is. Sometimes there was a rope hanging from leftover cranes that swung you out into the middle.


Quarry at Vinalhaven

My gang of teenagers swam at either the Long Cove Quarry in Tenants Harbor or the quarry in St. George.


The quarry at Long Cove, Tenants Harbor. From maine.gov.


The quarry in St. George. From article.wn.com
I hope you have fun swimming in your favorite “swimming hole” this summer. I plan to do the same when I come up to Maine. Just for fun, try taking the test about Maine lakes at www.maine.info/lakes.php/ . I only got two correct.
Thanks for listening.

Friday, July 13, 2012


Pictures of Maine

Janet Bennett shared these photos of Maine on Facebook and she gave me permission to share them with you. There are many places to take beautiful pictures in Maine. If you go up home this summer, take some pictures of your own. Share your favorites with us here at “On Being a Southender.” Just email southendstories@aol.com and attach them.

Rockland Breakwater, June 30, 2012,
 photo from Rockland Breakwater Lighthouse FB page,
 photo by Bob Trapani, Jr.

The tide that day was 11.4 feet, which went over the top of the Breakwater.


Curtis Island and Olad, Camden, ME
July 2, 2012, photo by J.P. Fectau


Double rainbow at Penobscot Narrows Bridge & Observatory
Photo by Nancy Rimm Staples

Tuesday, July 10, 2012


Thomaston Library Free Tutoring
For  Children Grades 1-3!

Coming soon to the Thomaston Public Library's children’s room, Nanci Kendall will be offering free tutoring for children in grades 1-3. Mrs. Kendall retired two years ago from the Butler Elementary School in Avon, MA. She will be at the library on Thursdays beginning July 12 by appointment only. "The library is very happy to have Nanci Kendall here as a volunteer. She is a great asset to our community," says Assistant Librarian, Joanna Hynd. If you or anyone you know may be interested in scheduling a 30 minute reading tutorial for your child who will be entering first, second or third grade, please contact Joanna at the library at (207) 354-2453 at least 24 hours in advance.

Monday, July 9, 2012


Maine Native American History—
Today's Population

This is the final of the three-part series about our Maine Native Americans. In this part we will explore today’s populations; reference materials; and the Indian Land Claims Settlement Act of 1980.
Recently, reader Janet Bennett, led me to sites featuring Maine Native basket weaving. There was an exhibit at the University of Maine, called “Transcending Traditions,” featuring several Indian basket weavers who learned their craft at Indiantownship which is downeast in Princeton. The site features several weavers. This picture is one of those made by Eric “Otter” Bacon, a Passamaquoddy. For a look at these beautiful baskets, go to

When I set up housekeeping again in a real house, one of these baskets will be one of the first things I buy. Remember when they used to have stands during the summer? I think that was up Lincolnville way. We also had Indian moccasins available at a store which I think was somewhere on Park Street. Don’t know if these were machine-made or not, but I always coveted a pair. The old LL Bean had them too.


If you’d like to learn more about Maine’s Native Americans, here are some places and events you could check out while you are touring in Maine.
On August 12, 13, and 14, the members of the Passamaquoddy tribe in Perry will be celebrating the “Revival of Indian Ceremonial Days,” at the Pleasant Point Reservation and the general public is welcome.

The Sipayik Museum at Pleasant Point Indian Reservation in Perry has many treasures to view. In several rooms of the museum there are mannequins modeled after actual residents of the Reservation. Some of these figures have been displayed at the Maine State Museum in Augusta. There is a room set up where David Francis, Sr. teaches the new written language. Here you will find many reference materials.

The Wabanakis shared their artistry and history in Bar Harbor on July 7. Unfortunately this report was not done by then. They have a Facebook page if you’d like to put it in your favorite places for next year:



The Wabanakis dance at the Festival


Census
I couldn’t find too much as to the population of our Native American population today, but here’s what I did find. At the Penobscot reservation in Old Town, the 2000 census showed 562 residents. The Passamaquoddy Indian reservation in Perry has a population of 549. There were Indians in Hope too, but in 2000 their number was only 0.23%. In 1822 there were 379 Passamaquoddy Indians; today there are more than 2,000.

Hope Indians

Here’s a little back history to share from the Hope Historical Society. I didn’t have this information for the last blog.

Hope’s most historical event was a war in 1615-17 between the East Penobscot Bay Tarratines and the Pemaquid Wawenocks. Their peace treaty is said to have been signed at Hatchet Mountain in Hope Corner. However, the Indian population of Hope at best was only 10 in winter, when they camped and hunted for deer and bear; and zero in summer when they left for the shore to get fish and shellfish.
Indian Warfare
Warfare in Maine between Indians and settlers lasted for 85 years more or less. It consisted of six “Indian Wars.” These wars resulted in over 1,000 Maine settles being killed and hundreds captured.

Before the Revolution and before Maine became a separate state, treaties were made between each of the two remaining tribes and the Commonwealth of Massachusetts which established the Penobscots and Passamaquoddies as “nations” within the state. The treaties gave the Penobscot Indians land on Indian Island in Old Town; the Passamaquoddies at Pleasant Point in Eastport and Princeton; and guaranteed the annual delivery of specified items of arms, cloth and food.
When Maine became a state in 1820, it became guardian for the Penobscot and Passamaquoddy Tribes and assumed responsibility for fulfilling these treaties.
For more information go to www.mainerec.com.
Which leads us to the next phase of Indian life in Maine:
The Indian Land Claims Settlement Act of 1980
This act gave the two tribes some hope of independence. The settlement included $81.5 million, with some set aside in trust and some funds for land acquisition.
Here is a portion of that act:
Sec. 1721. Congressional findings and declaration of policy
(a) Findings and declarations
Congress hereby finds and declares that:

(1) The Passamaquoddy Tribe, the Penobscot Nation, and the
Maliseet Tribe are asserting claims for possession of lands within
the State of Maine and for damages on the ground that the lands in
question were originally transferred in violation of law, including,
but without limitation, the Trade and Intercourse Act of 1790 (1
Stat. 137), or subsequent reenactments or versions thereof.

(2) The Indians, Indian nations, and tribes and bands of
Indians, other than the Passamaquoddy Tribe, the Penobscot Nation,
and the Houlton Band of Maliseet Indians, that once may have held
aboriginal title to lands within the State of Maine long ago
abandoned their aboriginal holdings.

(3) The Penobscot Nation, as represented as of the time of
passage of this subchapter by the Penobscot Nation's Governor and
Council, is the sole successor in interest to the aboriginal entity
generally known as the Penobscot Nation which years ago claimed
aboriginal title to certain lands in the State of Maine.

(4) The Passamaquoddy Tribe, as represented as of the time of
passage of this subchapter by the Joint Tribal Council of the
Passamaquoddy Tribe, is the sole successor in interest to the
aboriginal entity generally known as the Passamaquoddy Tribe which
years ago claimed aboriginal title to certain lands in the State of
Maine.

(5) The Houlton Band of Maliseet Indians, as represented as of
the time of passage of this subchapter by the Houlton Band Council,
is the sole successor in interest, as to lands within the United
States, to the aboriginal entity generally known as the Maliseet
Tribe which years ago claimed aboriginal title to certain lands in
the State of Maine.

(6) Substantial economic and social hardship to a large number
of landowners, citizens, and communities in the State of Maine, and
therefore to the economy of the State of Maine as a whole, will
result if the aforementioned claims are not resolved promptly.

(7) This subchapter represents a good faith effort on the part
of Congress to provide the Passamaquoddy Tribe, the Penobscot
Nation, and the Houlton Band of Maliseet Indians with a fair and
just settlement of their land claims. In the absence of
congressional action, these land claims would be pursued through the
courts, a process which in all likelihood would consume many years
and thereby promote hostility and uncertainty in the State of Maine
to the ultimate detriment of the Passamaquoddy Tribe, the Penobscot
Nation, the Houlton Band of Maliseet Indians, their members, and all
other citizens of the State of Maine.

(8) The State of Maine, with the agreement of the Passamaquoddy
Tribe and the Penobscot Nation, has enacted legislation defining the
relationship between the Passamaquoddy Tribe, the Penobscot Nation,
and their members, and the State of Maine.

(9) Since 1820, the State of Maine has provided special services
to the Indians residing within its borders, including the members of
the Passamaquoddy Tribe, the Penobscot Nation, and the Houlton Band
of Maliseet Indians. During this same period, the United States
provided few special services to the respective tribe, nation, or
band, and repeatedly denied that it had jurisdiction over or
responsibility for the said tribe, nation, and band. In view of this
provision of special services by the State of Maine, requiring
substantial expenditures by the State of Maine and made by the State
of Maine without being required to do so by Federal law, it is the
intent of Congress that the State of Maine not be required further
to contribute directly to this claims settlement.

(b) Purposes
It is the purpose of this subchapter--
(1) to remove the cloud on the titles to land in the State of
Maine resulting from Indian claims;
(2) to clarify the status of other land and natural resources in
the State of Maine;
(3) to ratify the Maine Implementing Act, which defines the
relationship between the State of Maine and the Passamaquoddy Tribe,
and the Penobscot Nation, and
(4) to confirm that all other Indians, Indian nations and tribes
and bands of Indians now or hereafter existing or recognized in the
State of Maine are and shall be subject to all laws of the State of
Maine, as provided herein.
If you want this all in English, go to “Maine Indian Claims Settlement: Concepts, Context & Perspectives” at www.mitsc.org/documents/21_Body.doc.pdf
The right to establish casinos in Maine by the Indians was excluded. Indians did, however, buy the Cement Plant in Thomaston as an investment. They didn’t actually work at the plant.

At the Pleasant Point Indian Reservation in Perry, the Settlement made it possible to build new homes, an administration center, and a recreational building. Stores and industry have also been created.
After all these generations of being treated as non-residents of their own land, they finally have something to smile about.
The fourth Friday in September became “Native American Day” when President Ronald Reagan signed a resolution establishing it. It became a state holiday in California in 1998.
As this third portion of “Maine Native American History” has run long, I will include all the references I found in a separate blog, “Maine Native American History References.” Look for materials for children here also.
Thanks for listening.