This was my first ocean view upon landing here in Boothbay.
It's the old Rumsey cottage view. When I could get to a phone, I called the superintendent of schools where I taught in New Jersey and resigned.
“I'm at Little River and this will be my home ... for a little while."
Treasure Island, the building on the left in the photo, was owned by Phyllis Washington. We had taught together. Mr. Danforth, I think, had owned the island prior to my arrival. I guess he and Phyllis had mixed feelings. I worked for Phyllis.
My wife Susan and I were married just out from Treasure Island on Captain Larry Knapp's lobster boat. David Stinson officiated with a small group aboard.
We chose the spot so our dear friend, Virginia Royall Inness-Brown, who was ill, could look out her bedroom window and watch the ceremony. She felt we should be married, what with a child on the way. She was not alone on that subject! Our families were unhappy about children without married parents.
It was a magnificent St. Patrick's Day with bright sunshine, little wind and happy campers. I was quite nervous. This was not well prepared for. (I like to end sentences with prepositions, just to irritate those who check my grammar). If Kuralt could do it, so can I!
Virginia waved a white hanky out her bedroom window. There was a tear or two, but I hoped no one noticed. We had a bottle of champagne and a few snacks.
Larry Knapp was a wonderful host, and still is. His dad, Ralph, used to haul the float at Treasure Island and we'd visit. Larry's mom, of course, always a favorite at Shop 'n Save.
Little River and Treasure Island hold special memories for me. But I hope I never have to polish another binnacle the rest of my life!