The dictionary describes character as “the pattern of behavior or the personality found within an individual; his or her moral constitution.” Without fail, every town in my patrol area had its share of memorable characters. You know, those types of folks who for one strange reason or another, managed to stand out above the rest.
Many of the characters with whom I became so well acquainted with seemed to exhibit and an attitude of total defiance for most of the wildlife laws governing our society. A total and blatant disregard of the rules of the game, one might say.
My pal Dana was promoted to become a department pilot shortly after I began my career with the organization. Prior to his promotion Dana was a district warden. His patrol area bordered mine, so we had a few opportunities of working in the field together. Without any doubt, Dana was a wild cowboy. Every move he made was done hurriedly and in a complete hyped up rush including his driving and flying habits. He often bragged about how he could land in a real tight spot with the departments small piper cub aircraft.
How many folks do you suppose could lay claim to the fact that they had a live Great Horned Owl perched as a decoration within their Christmas tree? Those wildlife critters and my mothers tender-loving-care along, with knowing and respecting those dedicated wardens in Southern Maine during the early years of my youth, are what provided me with a host of memories that I shall never forget.
Looking back in game warden history, a serious incident occurred Aug. 6, 1946, in Hollis that nearly added another name to the Law Enforcement Officers Memorial in Augusta.
At one time or another, we’ve all experienced those moments when everything seems to go to pot. That time or two when we find ourselves in situations where, instead of going as planned, they get worse and more confusing.
Friday night, August 18, 2017, Mark and I had the great pleasure of speaking to the Webb Lake Association at the Masonic Hall in the town of Weld.
Prior to our presentation Jon Holmes a lake association member gave us a great tour of the area.
Another year had passed with many more memories entered into my warden diaries. The following incidents are highlights of 1983.
In February, there was a nationwide truckers’ strike. Unfortunately, the strike included a rash of violence, some of it reaching the remote territories of Maine. The battle was over truckers’ fees and other matters between unions and independent haulers.
In every district there were people who expressed a defiant and snide attitude whenever they were in the presence of a game warden.
At one time or another, every warden experienced this reaction when they came face to face with those who were not fully supportive of the department’s mission.
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