Maine's Own Off Topic Thread - Part 4 (Bangor, Biddeford: motel, living in)

[countrylv22]

Originally Posted by ILUVMAINE

I'd just settle for one at this point!

HELLO "ILUVMAINE!"


I hope you as well as the other MAINE FRIENDS are ENJOYING

the BEAUTIFUL CHRISTMAS WEEK!!!PEACE & BLESSINGS TO ALL

for 2009 as well!!I WISH YOU ALL THE VERY BEST!!


I will send you some homemade EGGNOG spiced with either BAILEYS,

FRANGELICO, KAHLUA, or some spiced rum in it! CHEERS & SMILE!!!

My Father has always believed & told us over & over......

(shhhsss, don't tell him I said thisLOL!)

"THAT LIFE IS LIKE A ROSE, AND OUR HAPPINESS

depends on how we HANDLE the thorns on it, so we can

ENJOY ALL of its BEAUTY, FRAGRANCE, COLOR!!"


So, I guess I try to live thinking like that And trying to find POSITIVE

things in everything!

TAKE GOOD CARE MAINE ANGELS!!!


THANK YOU SO MUCH TO THE "KIND CHRISTMAS BOXING DAY ELF"

I GOT A VISIT FROM THE CHRISTMAS BOXING ELF!!

THANK YOU!THANK YOU!!YOU MADE ME SMILE!!

YOU ALL ROCK!!!WOOOHOOO!!!VERY COOL!!!


((HUGS))

CHEERS!!

PEACE!

Countrylv22

[dramamama6685]

Originally Posted by forest beekeeper

B is making Frito corn chips and dorito chips this morning. That and regular potato chips, with the help of our youngest son.

Her goal is to try and fill a 5-gallon bucket with each.

Wow sounds yummy! If I could learn to make those my DH would be inheaven and boy would we ever save on the grocery bill.

[forest beekeeper]

Originally Posted by dramamama6685

Wow sounds yummy! If I could learn to make those my DH would be inheaven and boy would we ever save on the grocery bill.

They are good.

We kind of challenged each other to figure out things to do with grains, since we are sitting on a large stash of corn, barley and oats.

A few weeks ago B invited folks over for a 'rolling pin day'. They made a bunch of pie crusts [and apple pies], and we ended with a tortilla dinner [from home made tortillas].

[RMoore007]

I went out on a drive to take pictures one day last week. I stopped in Corinna at the Village Square Restaurant to get a coffee. It was early in the morning and two gentlemen were sitting in a booth next to the coffee pot where you help yourself. They were the only two customers in there at the time. I felt like engaging someone that morning so I asked them if they were from Corinna. Both said yes. I went on to tell them that I was born there and lived on a street up the road near where my dad was the principal of the grade school until we moved in 1960. One of the guys was my age but didn't recognize my name or my fathers. He left for work. The other gentleman asked me again where I lived on a particular street. I said it was the last house on the right before the turn. He said, I have lived in that house since 1974 and raised my whole family there. We talked for about a half an hour and both of us dropped familiar names. I told him that I have some pretty cool pictures of that house from 1951 to 1960. Some of those pictures of me and my sisters in front of an old Plymouth have been posted here before. My sister in Dover just came to me on the computer and found another dozen pictures of that house with one being when a tree fell on it. Others of me and sisters playing in the snow or backyard gym.

I'm going to copy all these pictures and send them to him and his family. The house was probably built in the late twenties. It looks even better today than when we lived in it. It shows pride of ownership. That always made our family happy. The years that me and my two sisters lived there were when we all believed in Santa and it was a magical time in the early to late 50's.

Anyways, the odds of me meeting this man were probably at least 50-1.

Happy Holidays

[retiredtinbender]

Originally Posted by RMoore007

I went out on a drive to take pictures one day last week. I stopped in Corinna at the Village Square Restaurant to get a coffee. It was early in the morning and two gentlemen were sitting in a booth next to the coffee pot where you help yourself. They were the only two customers in there at the time. I felt like engaging someone that morning so I asked them if they were from Corinna. Both said yes. I went on to tell them that I was born there and lived on a street up the road near where my dad was the principal of the grade school until we moved in 1960. One of the guys was my age but didn't recognize my name or my fathers. He left for work. The other gentleman asked me again where I lived on a particular street. I said it was the last house on the right before the turn. He said, I have lived in that house since 1974 and raised my whole family there. We talked for about a half an hour and both of us dropped familiar names. I told him that I have some pretty cool pictures of that house from 1951 to 1960. Some of those pictures of me and my sisters in front of an old Plymouth have been posted here before. My sister in Dover just came to me on the computer and found another dozen pictures of that house with one being when a tree fell on it. Others of me and sisters playing in the snow or backyard gym.

I'm going to copy all these pictures and send them to him and his family. The house was probably built in the late twenties. It looks even better today than when we lived in it. It shows pride of ownership. That always made our family happy. The years that me and my two sisters lived there were when we all believed in Santa and it was a magical time in the early to late 50's.

Anyways, the odds of me meeting this man were probably at least 50-1.

Happy Holidays

That is really cool. Who woulda thought, huh. Talk about serendipity. Loved it.

[BoundtofindME]

Originally Posted by RMoore007

Anyways, the odds of me meeting this man were probably at least 50-1.

I've come to believe there are no coincidences. Since being back in Maine I've had so many things like this happen to me ....Some people may say it's because the population is so sparse the odds are greater for this to happen, but I believe our paths cross for a reason. Thanks for sharing your story.

[mainebrokerman]

Originally Posted by RMoore007

I went out on a drive to take pictures one day last week. I stopped in Corinna at the Village Square Restaurant to get a coffee. It was early in the morning and two gentlemen were sitting in a booth next to the coffee pot where you help yourself. They were the only two customers in there at the time. I felt like engaging someone that morning so I asked them if they were from Corinna. Both said yes. I went on to tell them that I was born there and lived on a street up the road near where my dad was the principal of the grade school until we moved in 1960. One of the guys was my age but didn't recognize my name or my fathers. He left for work. The other gentleman asked me again where I lived on a particular street. I said it was the last house on the right before the turn. He said, I have lived in that house since 1974 and raised my whole family there. We talked for about a half an hour and both of us dropped familiar names. I told him that I have some pretty cool pictures of that house from 1951 to 1960. Some of those pictures of me and my sisters in front of an old Plymouth have been posted here before. My sister in Dover just came to me on the computer and found another dozen pictures of that house with one being when a tree fell on it. Others of me and sisters playing in the snow or backyard gym.

I'm going to copy all these pictures and send them to him and his family. The house was probably built in the late twenties. It looks even better today than when we lived in it. It shows pride of ownership. That always made our family happy. The years that me and my two sisters lived there were when we all believed in Santa and it was a magical time in the early to late 50's.

Anyways, the odds of me meeting this man were probably at least 50-1.

Happy Holidays

rmoore,,,,awesome story, thanx for sharing,,,,

that is a nice restaurant (an old grange hall) the owners name is Allen, B.
very good food!!!

[entyss]

On one of our earlier vacations to Eastport, DH was on the pier fishing, started talking to guy next to him. Not only was he originally from Chicago, (like us) but used to live one block from my parents' house. We still talk about that guy, seriously, considering how big Chicago is and how small Eastport is...again, what are the odds?

[fxtrader]

This happened to me three times over Christmas. We stopped in Waterville at Dunkin Donuts and I saw my Mom's best friend, and her husband and aunt. They were heading from Northern Aroostook to Portland. I haven't seen him in 10 years and thought it was him but wasn't sure until I went up and asked. Then we were meeting my wife's family at a restaurant near the Maine Mall. We arrived a little early so we walked around the mall and I ran into my aunt, uncle and cousin. Then when we were in the mall parking lot we ran into another one of my cousin's. Happens a lot in Maine.

[island mermaid]

I was working at a local restaurant down here on the intercoastal last year and mentioned to one of my co-workers that I am from Maine. He said "No way, where?" I told him the Harpswell area, he told me that he had attended the same elementary school that my kids had. While he was 15 yrs younger than myself and that much older than my kids, we had never met before. He was a Coast Guard brat, so I'm not really sure where he was from. He hadn't been back to Maine since moving away but had many wonderful memories and said he'd always thought about returning.
Whadda co-winky dink!