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Growing Up in Aroostook County, Maine - The Daughter of a Potato Farmer.

 

WRWA’s recent recycling morning made a big dent in salvaging obsolete electronics.

 

The Narrows Center for the Arts announces their November schedule.

 

 

Growing Up in Aroostook County, Maine - The Daughter of a Potato Farmer.

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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

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Growing Up in Aroostook County, Maine - The Daughter of a Potato Farmer

 

My Grandfather and Father owned just less than 300 acres between them.  My Grandfather inherited his in-law’s farm plus 150 acres of his own.  Father bought a 100-acre farm, 50 acres of which was a workable field.  The fields were long and beautiful during every stage, in every season - bordered by woods, field roads, access roads with two tire tracks and grass in the middle, or tree lines dictating the property line.  They stretched into the horizon. 

 

Inset: Kristie Furrow with spouse Sam Riley.

 

Along the tree lines were apple trees, pine, spruce, poplar and alder.  This is where the “field boss” on the first day in a field would walk and cut small branches to be stuck into the soft, newly turned soil as section markers.  The digger, in my day, a wonderful two row at a time machine, would drop its blade just slightly below the harrowed rows.  Then it would lift the soil and the buried potatoes up onto a bed of linked steel rods spaced at about two inches apart.  The soil fell between the rods like sifted flour and settled below making a soft nest for each potato to fall into as it came off the end of the digger.   The field boss first, the crew behind, would follow the digger on those first rows walking as slowly as the digger went.  At so many paces, determined by the size and attitude of the picker an alder branch would be put in the soft soil.  The picker was responsible then for moving this marker every time the digger passed and the lingering section of potatoes was picked. 

 

Some men, mostly women and children of all ages and sizes made up the picker crew.  We dressed in layers of flannel and cotton to adjust to the changing temperatures of the day.  All would gather in our barnyard on the first day of harvest to be given a basket of appropriate size which we were responsible for during the harvest.  If a basket had a weakened handle from a picker sitting on it but was still usable, Grandfather would be sure that the same picker of last season was given the same basket and a lecture about sitting on the ground not the basket, “picking on your knees is lazy work.” 

 

We were given a bundle of tickets that were card stock 4” x 1” with a number and a line.  These would be put on each barrel.  I liked to select a basket that was ¼ of a barrel.  A section that was a barrel of potatoes in length brought me enough money at the end of harvest for new school clothes, a little Christmas shopping and a little for the savings account.  I drew budgets before each harvest determining how many barrels I would need to pick a day to make my goals. 

 

The men worked on the flatbed trucks that would drive through the field on the picked rows and pick up the ticketed barrels with a hoist and grapplers, not easy work.  It is a nurtured skill of throwing the grapplers and hoisting barrels in the short time the truck slowed.  The full trucks were driven to the potato house.  The load emptied into bins.  The potato house crew on the second floor door hoisted the barrels up.  Each barrel rolled, another skill, as potatoes were carefully poured into chutes filling the bins where they would rest through winter in a just above freezing space until an order was sold.  Then we took part in another whole procedure of sorting, grading, bagging and shipping.  For this we were sometimes kept from school in the winter as well if an addition was needed on the crew, but only for a day or two.

 

The fields were glorious in the midday sun.  Arriving each day around 5:30 a.m. waiting for the frost to leave the ground so the day could begin; sipping hot coffee with sugar and canned milk from Grandfather’s thermos had its own smell mixed with the aroma of the earth on your hands; rushing to get your section picked so you could run to the tree line for an apple or a pee, not in the same spot of course, was all in a day’s passing.

 

The tickets collected in a bucket on the truck were given to Grandmother at the end of the day.  She spent her evenings sorting, counting and marking by each pickers name the number of barrels for the day.  Grandfather would do the checks and accounting.  Checks were passed out on Saturday at the end of the day each week, from $1.60 for the smallest picker to of course much larger, but all of equal importance and received with equal enthusiasm and pride. 

 

Grandmother and Mother’s mornings started long before ours.  They prepared a large breakfast and got us all up, dressed and out.  Then they prepared a lunch of three or four sandwiches per person, gallons of hot chocolate and cider and delivered it to the field each day for the family and perhaps some workers who had forgotten to bring their lunch. 

 

As the sun set each day, pickers were driven home in the pickup, the rear of which was given a hand built wooden cab and benches.  An older couple from town would always come to the field to glean what had been left behind.  Under Grandfather’s careful watch on pickers, gleaning from his fields was as hard work as picking.  They walked the field side by side in the fading sun to collect all left behind. 

 

As a reward for gleaning Grandfather would always deliver, as he took my younger brother and I trick or treating, a 50 lb. bag of potatoes to those who helped, needed or did other kindnesses in the community.  He would leave it at their back door as we tapped on the front.  I loved my childhood, and have great respect for the hard work and life my grandparents and parents led.  Circumstances led my siblings and me to all to choose different directions, but none the lessons of life gone.

 

Kristie Furrow

 

 

 

WRWA’s recent recycling day made a big dent in salvaging obsolete electronics.

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Wednesday, October 11, 2017

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WRWA’s recent recycling day made a big dent in salvaging obsolete electronics that years ago used to end up in the town’s landfill.

 

Need a safe, fast, secure way to dispose your outdated electronics? Try bringing them to the next semi-annual WRWA recycling event next spring!

 

This new and innovative approach to throwing away your E-waste (electronics) is a sure fire way to protect the environment, while providing employment for those companies who salvage materials for reuse.

 

While electronic recycling generally involves computers/ PC’s, services provided to recycle aren’t limited to just those items. Other items include televisions, microwave ovens, air conditioners, vacuum cleaners, and much more. Hence, just about anything with a cord, light or that takes some kind of battery.

 

Saturday morning the Westport River Watershed Alliance collected close to 8,000 pounds of materials that will be recycled, thanks to the efforts of IndieCycle  from Charlestown, RI.

 

From the moment the drive started at 9:00 a.m. a long line of cars and trucks brought in everything from Christmas lights to a gigantic CRT TV sets that challenged two volunteers to hoist them up onto the collection truck.

 

Best of all It was a free event with the exception of a few items that had a $10 fee.

 

WRWA thanks everyone who attended their fall electronics recycling event, with special thanks to their volunteers - Thom, Julie, Evelyn, Christina, Jennifer - and our Commonwealth Corps members Victoria and Angie. Thanks also to the Town for letting them use the Town Hall parking lot, and to all the folks who brought in their old electronics.

 

 

 

 

Hey Tony, need a hand with that TV set?

 

It’s a wrap!

 

 

 

The Narrows Center for the Arts announces their November schedule.

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Sunday, October 15, 2017

 

For more information, please call or click marketing@narrowscenter.org, 508.324.1926

 

FALL RIVER— The Narrows Center offers an exciting November lineup. Beginning the 17th, the front gallery will feature “The Mill Project, An Art of Work.” This multimedia exhibition includes paintings and printed scrims of 19th century textile workers, invoking the atmosphere and patterns of labor in the mills, as well as people embracing nature and recreation as a refuge from the hardships of factory life. Beginning November 4th, in the back gallery will showcase “The Alphabet by Carol Way Wood.”

 

Here’s the November schedule of upcoming events. For a full list, visit the website. Doors open at 7pm and shows start at 8pm, unless otherwise noted.

 

Thu, Nov 2. Martha Davis & the Motels. Opener: Matt York. The Motels are an American new wave band from Berkeley, California that is best known for the singles "Only the Lonely" and "Suddenly Last Summer.” $35 Advance; $40 Day of Show.

 

Fri, Nov 3. Matt Schofield. English blues guitarist and singer, Matt Schofield plays a blend of blues, funk and jazz, as well as covers of blues classics. $25; $27 DOS.

 

Sat, Nov 4. Tom Rush. Tom Rush is a folk legend who combines great songs and stories for a wonderful night of music. Always a sell out! $42; $47.

 

Sun, Nov 5. The Music of Michael Troy- Memorial Benefit Concert. All proceeds from the concert will go to the Michael Troy Memorial Music Foundation, Inc. 12pm doors. $25 Donation.

 

Wed, Nov 8. Shawn Colvin and Her Band: A Few Small Repairs 20th Anniversary Tour. Opener: Larry Campbell and Teresa Williams. $ In an era when female singer-songwriters are ever more ubiquitous, Shawn Colvin stands out as a singular and enduring talent. Her songs are slow-release works of craft and catharsis that become treasured, lifetime companions for their listeners. 80; $85.

 

Thu, Nov 9. Quinn Sullivan. SOLD OUT.

 

Fri, Nov 10. The Proletariat. Openers: Black Beach & Staring Problem. After a 33-year hiatus, legendary Boston punk rock band The Proletariat has decided to reunite for a few select shows. $15; $17.

 

Sat, Nov 11. Los Lonely Boys. SOLD OUT.

 

Thu, Nov 16. Big Sam’s Funky Nation. High-energy music that mixes funk, rock & roll, hip-hop, and jazz into the same pot, gluing everything together with the brassy influence — and heavy grooves — of New Orleans. $27; $30.

 

Fri, Nov 17. Friends of the Narrows Annual Party featuring Amanda Anne Platt & the Honeycutters. Call for information on becoming a Friend of the Narrows and receiving an invitation to this free, private event.

 

Mon, Nov 20. The Texas Gentlemen. These guys move between contemplative and raucous, encompassing the full breadth of the American experience. The music touches on blues, soul, folk, country, rock and gospel. $22; $25.

 

Fri, Nov 24. Roomful of Blues. Our annual post-Thanksgiving blues bash. For nearly half a century, Roomful of Blues has been delivering its signature blend of swing, rock ‘n’ roll, jump, blues and R&B to euphoric audiences all over the world. $27; $29.

 

Sat, Nov 25. Sarah Borges. Opener: The Silks. Change is something that takes a little getting used to. If you need proof of this, ask the soulful singer-songwriter Sarah Borges. After a long and successful stint with her band, The Broken Singles, 2011 marked the band’s breakup and Sarah embarking on a solo career. $22; $25.

 

Wed, Nov 29. Gongs of Joy- Gong Bath Meditation. Join A. Michelle and Joy for a Gong Bath Meditation. Come to clear, energize and balance through the deep vibration and resonance of the gongs. 7pm Doors. 7:30 start. $20.

 

The Narrows Center is a 501(c)(3) non-profit charitable organization, presenting exciting ways to engage the public. For more information, visit narrowscenter.org. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter and Instagram @narrowscenter

 

 

 

 

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