On March 22, the fourth Lenten breakfast was held at the Whittier Congregational Church vestry with Bertha Pray overseeing the affair. Assisting Bertha were Steve and Donna Berry, with Steve doing the cooking and Donna making the toast. Marion Hoar served and Verna Boone was the general assistant in all departments. The menu was bacon, sausage, eggs, home fries, coffee, orange juice and following this, for the sweet tooth, doughnut holes were served.
Our Catholic friends once again arrived to enjoy the meal and have a fine time enjoying the fellowship during the meal.
Clayton and Charlene Webb have arrived home after spending several days in Bangor where they stayed at the home of their niece, Darlene Kenny, while she and her husband, Greg were in Augusta to watch their youngest son, Trey play in a basketball tournament. I am happy to say that his team came out on top.
March 24, at about 8:20 p.m. I watched the space ship for about three minutes, standing in front of my picture window that faces northeast. The space ship appeared suddenly and then moved across the May Mountain area toward Pleasant Pond, where it suddenly disappeared again. I watched it again the next night, but this time at 8:10. I got all the information from Channel 8, Presque Isle, whose meteorologist, Ted Shipiro, added this information to his nightly weather forecast. The night was very clear and I had a great view of the huge object floating there in space.
I have had many reports of deer being spotted near the river here in town, but so far they haven’t bothered to come and let me get a glimpse of them. If the snow ever melts they might show up some day.
The red squirrels are still with me and the other day the big gray squirrel showed up. They certainly make short work of the sunflower seeds in the feeders. I still get an occasional glimpse of the female cardinal, but she sure doesn’t linger very long. My yard is occasionally full of starlings and now they have been joined with the red-winged blackbirds, all of them making lots of bird sounds as they feed. I even saw a couple of mourning doves a few days ago. I will be glad when the robins show up—then we know spring is here.