tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post6003695262931848011..comments2024-03-14T04:01:02.005-04:00Comments on THE DOWNEAST DILETTANTE: MEMORIAL DAY AROUND THE VILLAGEThe Down East Dilettantehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13950254669198151850noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-50706677811463755132011-06-14T11:28:58.408-04:002011-06-14T11:28:58.408-04:00Oh, this makes me homesick. However, we marked the...Oh, this makes me homesick. However, we marked the day in another small town, half way across the country. The sentiments were the same, as was the spirit of the people.Janethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04348849115235899670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-42662312285930040702011-06-11T15:39:51.762-04:002011-06-11T15:39:51.762-04:00Wish I could see a close-up of that float!Wish I could see a close-up of that float!Donnahttp://streetsofsalem.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-44747660918358497362011-06-09T00:01:05.263-04:002011-06-09T00:01:05.263-04:00A beautiful post that captures the spirit and esse...A beautiful post that captures the spirit and essence of our town. You could even entice the unwary tourist to come for black flies! I've been away so long...I even missed the lilacs.smilla4blogshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17516736514127098070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-43296720415691812652011-06-08T10:52:43.338-04:002011-06-08T10:52:43.338-04:00A gentle, wise and loving view of your world and w...A gentle, wise and loving view of your world and worlds. America defined across time in one village. Glad to see the snow finally melted. With our 95+ days I'm thinking winter was a mirage.home before darkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13272062955786414729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-70943467416512677882011-06-07T18:56:49.988-04:002011-06-07T18:56:49.988-04:00I was in St. Louis on Memorial Day weekend, and wo...I was in St. Louis on Memorial Day weekend, and wound up tracing the route I always took to my grandparents' modest bungalow on the South Side. I used to visit them on Saturday mornings when I was in my first apartment, and I'd always stop at their favorite bakery on the way down to pick up a stollen. We'd sit and eat it and listen to the '40s music they loved on the radio. On this visit, as I drove up, I could see everything had been changed in the years they've been gone: new roof, new siding, new trim. The house as I knew it was gone. Then, as I got closer, I saw that the front steps, which my grandfather meticulously kept painted red, still had their crimson hue, and I knew my trip had been worth it. Thanks for sharing your memories.Topazhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15514508159702613771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-52105099578016149572011-06-07T11:05:24.887-04:002011-06-07T11:05:24.887-04:00Things come into view at this age, don't they?...Things come into view at this age, don't they? You can see around the corner both ways, when we were young we thought time was standing still until the view expanded and we gained periphery [and, in my case, fear!]. This post is a lovely reverie, DED, the poignancy in the way you reflect and write makes me well up each time I read this. And that last frame, oh.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-20444659199137225902011-06-07T10:48:35.684-04:002011-06-07T10:48:35.684-04:00This is terribly affecting and a wonderful evocati...This is terribly affecting and a wonderful evocation of village history. Can you explain the reference to the 1812 war when you were briefly British. It was that bit that gladdened my heart!Rose C'est La Viehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17193872186283731567noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-10645132260850657132011-06-07T08:05:18.589-04:002011-06-07T08:05:18.589-04:00now this post makes me miss maine, this is the mai...now this post makes me miss maine, this is the maine of my birth and my childhood. i love fancy houses beyond belief, but this is the one that gets to me. happy summer. have some chowder for me. :)Dandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02048326517764291061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-33109247588785398212011-06-07T07:47:48.862-04:002011-06-07T07:47:48.862-04:00Loved reading your sweet memories!
Lynn from Decor...Loved reading your sweet memories!<br />Lynn from Decor Arts NowDecor Arts Nowhttp://www.decorartsnow.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-36692896682445405262011-06-06T23:06:00.449-04:002011-06-06T23:06:00.449-04:00Dilettante --
Apart from the snow, the tourists, ...Dilettante --<br /><br />Apart from the snow, the tourists, and the bugs, I can't see why any sensible person wouldn't want to live were you live. <br /><br />(At some future date, I could possibly be induced to tell the story of the worst Maine canoe trip ever.)The Ancienthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11662492574558280077noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4185045903146972312.post-18997831085417441112011-06-06T17:56:10.688-04:002011-06-06T17:56:10.688-04:00Someday will someone write that when they first sa...<i>Someday will someone write that when they first saw the parade there were still survivors of the Iraq war?</i> <br /><br />As this is the anniversary of D-Day, I'll pass along a fragment from the Greek lyric poet Ibycus (6th C. BC), translated by a young classicist of my acquaintance:<br /><br />οὐδ' ἐπελεύσοπμαι<br />ἡρώων ἀρητὰν<br />ὑπεράφανον οὕστε κοίλαι<br />νάες πολυγόμφοι ἐλεύσαν...<br /><br />...τὰ μὲν ἂν Μοίσαι σεσοφισμένᾳ<br />εὐ Ἑλικωνίδες ἐμβάϊεν ὀπί,<br />θνατὸς δ'οὔ κεν ἀνὴρ<br />διερὸς τὰ ἕκαστα εἴποι.<br /><br />Nor will I recount<br />The valor of magnificent heroes<br />Whom the hollow ships bore in their riveted hulls...<br /><br />...The Muses, whose voices are wiser than mine, might try,<br />But no mortal alive could tell all their deeds.The Ancienthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11662492574558280077noreply@blogger.com