Couldn't have asked for more
First, the most emotional gathering at Jesup Memorial Library in Bar Harbor where (see previous post) I lost my composure before I even got started. It was so emotional for me.
Then, the next evening, the library over in Southwest Harbot, Maine, The place was so crowded people were sitting in every chair they had available and anything else they could find. A packed house and, atain, everyone was attentive and encouraging and when Q and A time came, a fellow in the way back whom I didn't recognize began askiing some very personal questions, knowledgeable of me more than I could imagine. I had spoken about the man who designed our cabin on the island, designed Moosewood so perfectly that we knew first time we saw it, it was not just our house but, instantly, our home!. I had roundly praised that builder for talking us out of building the much larger place we had thought we wanted. He reminded us that we had told him we wanted to "simplify, simplify, simplify." He could have made more by building the bigger place but persuaded us to go much smaller, simpler. And we did. Thanks to a builder who talked himself out of making more money because he was honest.
And that fellow back in the corner -- heavier and bearded than we had known him -- was indeed that builder, Vic Mercer. What a wonderful surprise.
BTW, the bookselleers at the event ran out of books and had to promise to get more the next day for people shorted. Flattering.
Tomorrow, moving on to Camden hoping everything goes even half as well as they've gone so far,