Mechanic Falls

MECHANIC FALLS — It's been two weeks since Thanksgiving and I figure this is enough time to recover from the inevitable bloating from too much turkey and pie. Besides, it takes about 14 days to eat up all the leftovers. Any longer and most of us will turn our backs on any remaining remnants of the Thanksgiving meal because we can't handle another serving of turkey hash, turkey pie, turkey soup, turkey medley, green eggs and turkey. It won't faze us that we may have left a piece of dark meat wrapped in tin foil lying in the back right hand corner of the fridge. We'll find it next spring.

Speaking of finding things. A certain William Sharp from Ann Arbor, MI recently contacted Eriks Petersons from the Mechanic Falls Historical Society inquiring about a man named Zenas Weston who was a member of the Universalist Church in Mechanic Falls during the mid 1800s. Mr. Sharp's wife is a descendant of Mr. Weston and would like information regarding his life and involvement with the Universalist Church here in town. Although the Universalist Church no longer exists, Mr. Petersens of the Historical Society has been able to gather some information regarding the church, including information on Zenas Weston's son, Andrew J. Weston. Other family names include Thurlow and Haskell.

Anyone having information on these family names and/or the Universalist Church in Mechanic Falls is encouraged to contact Eriks as soon as possible at nepesons@myfairpoint.net.

Mechanic Falls celebrated its annual Tree Lighting on December 3. I love coming over the bridge through the center of town around twilight and seeing the Christmas lights shining in Maisie Keene Park. This time of year when shadows draw near so early and night comes by 4:30 in the afternoon, the lights on the trees give me measure of comfort and joy. The display isn't a big one. It doesn't have to be. A small light can dispel a great darkness.

I wish something would dispel this nasty virus that's been going around. I'm on week three and there isn't a tissue on the market that can stand up to what I'm putting out. My nose is so red I resemble a certain flying animal that saves Santa's reputation. I don't even have to turn on the bathroom light to look in the mirror my nose is glowing so much. Now that I think about it, I bet that reindeer didn't have a special nose at all. He probably had a bad cold.

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