Busy strange day

[kinzel]

I know, I know, you haven't seen much of me lately over here. Have you seen my recent post at
http://srmpublisher.livejournal.com/ ? ... which has some details of what's been happening on other fronts, including what I hope is the final version of the cover for Eidolon.

Today we ended up at the beach for breakfast, up to the mall to replace something we'd bought broken a couple weeks ago, then *around* the mall where Waldenbooks is now a "watch for a new store" zone, then to Borders which was fresh out of the 4 copies of Duainfey we were going to sign but will order more, then all around Portland trying to buy some stuff locally that I ended ended up ordering online after all ... and all that travel meant we got to do leaf-peeping on the side. The day was clear at the ocean in the morning, but as it wore on we had a lot of clouds and breeze; a great day to be out and about.

And while we were out and about we were recognized a number of places on account of the article and photo that was in the Portland, Augusta, and Waterville papers; at one shop in Augusta we were hailed with "What a greeatttt write-up! I told my girl-friend 'look, these guys are customers of mine!'" And in a shop in China an acquaintance said about the same thing when we stopped in the convenience store to pick-up leaf-peeping supplies.

Oh yeah, did I mention that 20 years ago this morning we woke after our first night in Maine to discover the our Beretta (Bandit) was covered in snow right outside our rented tourist cabin. On October 3, 1988 we got to Maine and discovered that the house we'd thought we'd leased was not available after all, that the job I thought I had was poof-evaporated, and that Mainers were willing to help out a couple of flat-land strangers (with a car full of cats and a truck full of life) who wanted to stay.

Comments

[baggette.livejournal.com]

I don't know who helped you to stay here, but I bless them in my prayers this day! I have so enjoyed your acquaintance as well as the product of your craft. Thank you for staying!

[kinzel.livejournal.com]

One of the people who helped us was Mait Richardson, who owned the Skowhegan Campground and Cottages in Skowhegan, the ones right next to the Fairground, in the exact spot where now the WalMart and Hannaford hold court. I think some of the trees that were where "our" cottage was still stand.

Others who helped were Tim and Cheryl Squires -- she worked in the bank and helped us get our local accounts set up in short order and then invited us to dinner; Tim had owned a smokehouse and was a master mechanic recovering from an organ transplant -- which meant that when our bought-in-Maine beater of a car died on us he helped direct me while I repaired it in subzero weather...

And there were the folk at SAD 54 Adult ed who let me take over the classes that were to be taught by the editor of the newspaper who got moved out of state the week we got moved in state. Things were iffy for awhile, yessir, especially when the check due in from Del Rey was some months late....

"Our" Cabin

[(Anonymous)]

Shades of "It Happened One Night," which I guess makes you Clark Gable...

Cathy