This week's photo is a blast from the past.
And I'm not exactly sure how far in the past, but my guess would be the early '80s. There are some telltale landmarks which may help identify the year. It would have been particularly helpful if I had dated the image, but that's way too normal.
The original image was in color and became our first poster. The years have not been kind to old films which is why the switch to black and white — fine with me. Back then I did a lot of my own processing and may not have been as diligent about proper techniques, always a bit too anxious to see what was on the other side of the shutter click. I may have inadvertently accelerated the breakdown of the film and the color producing layers.
I'm not sure who flew me that day. It may have been Dr. Andrews, but I probably would have remembered that! He was loathe to insist on low level visuals! Or maybe Dick Goodrich, who was running Wiscasset airport around then. My final guess would be Leon Minzy. We flew together from time to time but his plane, a “Citabria,” was a little tougher to photo out of. Minzy was always good for lively stories though.
I enlisted two of the best sales people in the county to sell the posters. “Brud” the region's King of hot dogs headed up the eastern division entrance to the footbridge (evenings), and Commander Coady led the charge on the western front from his barber shop under the bowling alley. Together they moved a lot of product. Brud taped the poster to the side of his hot dog wagon which featured the “world's biggest crab,” seen in a mirror nestled into the center of his food cart. Bernard had a poster taped to the window of the barber shop and would not let customers leave without a purchase.
I think there were some 14 or 15 windjammers in the Harbor that day. Quite a show, regardless of who I flew with!