Dear Editor:

Once we were a jeans and plaid shirt

kind of town; chowders and bean

suppers; a kind of town with single-wides

and lobstermen's homes, A make-do kind of town.

Now it's marbled steaks and fancy wines,

motor yachts and fancy sailing boats,

pink shorts for the men, pearls

and lamb's wool for the women.

Sure, the wormers still speed up to the flats,

and in their rubber boots make their

way to Hannaford after a hard day's

work in mud or lobster boat; But ---

the tone has changed, a balance shifted;

What's happened to the town

that people came to

because it was what it was?

Once we were a jeans and plaid shirt

kind of town.

Bruce MacDonald

Boothbay