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Roadside Snaps: Captain Brown – The Big Fisherman of Boothbay Harbor, Maine

Roadside Snaps: Captain Brown – The Big Fisherman of Boothbay Harbor, Maine

Literally just down the block from Big Bertha the Butt Tree, is the giant old salt fisherman, Captain Brown. He stands in the parking lot of Brown’s Wharf Motel and Restaurant. At 15 feet tall, you can’t miss him. Brown’s must be pretty proud of him as he is heavily featured on their website.

I’m a little obsessed with his high gloss boots. Weird, I know – there’s something about their rubbery shininess that I love. But, between you and me – there was a time in my life that I considered taking a bite out of one of those cone-shaped, jelly air fresheners because I thought it looked delicious. So perhaps I’m just a little off kilter.

Don’t they look delici… I mean awesome! Don’t they look awesome!

Boothbay Harbor: Gimbel and Sons Country Store Post Office Call Boxes

Boothbay Harbor: Gimbel and Sons Country Store Post Office Call Boxes

While in Boothbay Harbor, Maine last week, I was drawn to a lovely olde tyme gas pump standing outside Gimbel & Son’s Country Store.

I’m not much of a shopper. If I venture in at all, I usually breeze in and out of store fairly quickly. With vacation-centric places it usually same useless crap, different store. But, to my surprise, the inside of this store featured something far more interesting than the usual touristy junk.

Just think of all the love letters, postcards and well wishes that passed through those boxes. Memories and life’s little (and big!) moments have seeped into the wood grain.

Reads:

Greetings

This section of the Naples, Maine post office with its call boxes as well as a few lock boxes served its patrons for many years. Coming in as a brand new piece of equipment shortly after the Civil War, it was a talk-about with its carved oak leaf trimming. Few offices sported such a fine front. It served in two old country stores, was set up in the building that is now Naples public library, then moved up to a new home where it phased out about 1960.  Once in the change of Postmasters, it was moved out in the night from its Republican environment. It’s rather small letter drop brought some big moments into the lives of little people when Eleanor Roosevelt’s secretary mailed letters for the First Lady. Ethel Barrymore, playing “school for Scandal” at a nearby summer theater slid in some scintillating nodes, (probably good reading but the law forbid). By Harry!Edward Everett Horton danced a jig when he mailed his letters. If you can tune in on the proper wavelength, you might hear a juicy tidbit about some local would-be or has-been. It absorbed plenty.

-Best Wishes-

Loton Rogers Pitts, Postmaster 1934-57

 

 

Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor, Maine

Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor, Maine

Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor, Maine wasn’t even a whisper of a thought in my mind before meeting her. No, on a gorgeous summer day, we were enjoying our time in the quaint harbor town when she came into our lives unannounced.

Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor Maine's Homestead

Oh, what a lovely little house. So New Englandy, isn’t it? A charming seaside cottag… what the?

Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor - the Butt Tree

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph, what is that in the front yard?!

Big Bertha of Boothbay Harbor the Butt Tree has some junk in her trunk!

Oh. Right.

It’s a butt tree.

No big whoop.

ARE YOU KIDDING?! IT’S A BUTT TREE! A butt tree. A. BUTT. TREE!

**dies**

We were just driving along on Atlantic Avenue in Boothbay Harbor after visiting a gigantic fisherman and there she was – Big Bertha the Butt Tree.

It was the best day ever, since last time.

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