Summertime in the Belgrades
July 8 14
Summer in Central Maine: It's the right place at the right time. There are sunny, clear days to explore the outdoors, to seek adventure among the lakes and woods and hills and towns, to walk and hike and bike and boat or to sun and doze and dream the dream, unless, of course the breeze is right and a good book beckons on a screened-in porch.
What do Footloose, Kramer vs. Kramer, Peyton Place, and Nobody's Fool have in common? All will be shown at the nineteenth annual Maine International Film Festival, which runs from Friday, July 8 to Sunday, July 17, in Waterville. With its mix of Hollywood classics and new independent and foreign films, MIFF presents magnificent movies that may never make it to the cineplex at the mall, as they were created to tell a story or convey a message, rather than to maximize profits for their creators.
In the early 1960s, the Camp Abena Girls Camp was owned by Mr. and Mrs. Joseph Tinker, Sr. Their son Joe Jr., or "Tink," and I became good friends. Tink fit right in with the local kids, and we all grew up together being mischievous teenagers. We were not generally a destructive bunch, but did like to raise a little hell now and then. Camp Abena was included in our gigantic playground, especially before the girls came in early summer and after they went home in the late summer.
It always amazes me that that although summer days are the longest of the year, they seem to go by the fastest. My grandson, Nathan, came to stay for a couple of days while his sister was away at acting camp. He is an avid fisherman and we spent a couple of days fishing.