The distance is about three miles each way but I returned some earlier than … (a)
The captions below each slide are Howard Jr.'s commentary. Some of the longer ones run into the next caption.
The distance is about three miles each way but I returned some earlier than … (a)
Dad found a place to use all his sand, and he swept it up not so much for the salvaging … (b)
Dad’s continued activity was a marvel to all of us.
The King family reunion. Dad and his children; from the left Elizabeth (Betty), Howard, Dad, Bill, and Allan.
The spouses join the picture: Carl, Marilyn, Thelma, and Francis.
From the shade in the corner of the yard looking towards the King Cottage, Francis … (c)
Mark and I relax in the shade.
Francis takes my place and chats with Mark.
Ronnie Cattley, Betty’s youngest, stands at the corner of the garden with camera in hand.
Along the fence, Carl listens to the conversation of the four seated in front of him.
Piles of lobster traps – not uncommon when driving the shore roads.
A rocky cove and offshore islands on a beautiful sunny day.
(a) … this picture and left the boat down towards the point, and returned to walk it home. In honor of the occasion Thelma had gone out in my absence and bought a windmill that depicted a man rowing a boat. We set it on top of the clothes pole and enjoyed it a couple of years before it broke.
(b) … of the sand, but to set the grass free to grow.
(c) … is seated in the lower corner, I’m not sure who is in the other chair. Bob Cattley, Betty’s son, wipes his mouth. The van and camper are his. The house across the street is now known as the Carter House. Some years in the past Mom and Dad rented this house for us while the other King families used the cottage. Today the porch is closed in and the Carter’s daughter Marie and her husband Lee Downs reside there. The are good neighbors and look after our houses in the off-season.
Harpwell church as seen returning from roads end.
We do not know this lad, Thelma included him to add interest to the picture.
One of the many coves and anchorages we visit north of Portland.
Who can resist trying to catch a fleeting scene from a moving car!
Rocky shores and blue seas on a letter perfect day.
Beached four masted schooner at Wiscasset. A much photographed remainder of the past. Years are taking its toll on …
… this old hulk and will soon be no more.
Its companion has already lost its masts and rigging.
Washington DC – we take a luncheon cruise with Cindy on the Potomac. This is the Watergate complex that figured in the downfall of President Nixon.