SOLON & BEYOND: Goofed…and went camping

by Marilyn Rogers-Bull & Percy
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Solon, Maine 04979

This week I’m using some of a column I wrote back on December 19, 2019 . It starts with these words: Good morning, my friends, Don’t worry, be happy!

Don’t worry, be happy! Received a most welcome letter this week that pleased me greatly. It was from the National Resources Council of Maine… and it starts with these words: “Thank you for submitting your letter to the editor titled, Thankful for Strong Opposition to CMP Corridor that ran on November 17, in the Kennebec Journal. We value your commitment to make the public aware of this critical environmental issue,

We welcome you to become an NRCM member. Your letter to the editor is aligned with the work that we do. You are helping safeguard large tracts of land that are home to treasured wildlife and are our solace. “United we can do what no person can do alone.” Thank you again for everything.

This week my column may be a short one, but most of it will be from an old August 9, 1996 Somerset Gazette . My humble apologies for the lack of this column last week but I goofed and went camping  When someone commented about it not being in I said that I thought everyone should have a vacation once in a while , this person said the reporters need to be on the job all the time. A Rogers family reunion was held at the home of Betsy and Arthur Rogers on the River Road last Sunday with 60 family members and friends present. A delicious pot luck lunch was enjoyed at noon. followed by an auction with Lee Turcotte of Cornville doing a great job as auctioneer.

This will be a short one today with Christmas right around the corner. I do hope all of you have a very happy Christmas with family and friends.

I am going to end this with a few words from a special book called Sunny Thoughts (I used it many times in my writing. I used the following 4 –02–09 hope you like it. Sometimes it’s the little things that mean the most: the song of a bird, a warm breeze blowing through the trees, a friendly voice on the other end of a telephone ,a note written by a friend to us when we need encouragement, the wag of a dog,s tail as we come home from a hard day at work. These things are intangible — we cannot put a price tag on what they mean to us or how they help us to feel abiding peace even in the midst of turmoil. written by Heather Parkins .