2016-03-18 / Letters

Don’t wait until it’s too late

To the editor:

I graduated from the Rhode Island School of Design in 1952 and moved to northern New Jersey.

After 10 years of my husband commuting into Manhattan he abruptly quit his job and moved us to Kennebunkport in 1965.

No job awaiting, we went from 10-year homeowners to renters with four young children.

In 1968, we were able to afford this home on the Mousam River.

The broker actually had a higher offer, but he wanted to sell it to a family – we felt very lucky,

In the hot summer weather we suffered through sanding the floors, then spent a miserable two years remodeling, which included a picture window overlooking the river.

We came to love the neighborhood, there were many games of kickball, softball, Frisbee even a few winters of skating on the river. Always struggling financially, the river became my source of strength and solace. The summer sun filtered through the trees near the river just before sunset is a sight to behold.

I was inspired to write poems, about 30 were published.

After my divorce in 1984, I continued to waitress and started a catering and dessert business; did seamstress work – anything to keep this beautiful spot.

I catered a number of functions, including the late Sen. Muskie’s Thanksgiving dinners. I remember eating ice cream at the falls near Duffy’s, the roar and power of the falls.

Coming from an urban area, I know the great values Kennebunk offered to my family. I worked hard and saved, hoping to live off my CD’s, but that ended badly.

Now people want to destroy our beauty as well, which is why we moved here to begin with. The downtown looks great in the summer.

Why would they want this scar under the bridge ?

Have you heard sound of the peepers or geese argue politics? I see ducks, woodchucks, hawks, turtles and so much more. They say they will live somewhere else, but If all dams come down, do they go to museums? What is so important about a few fish species that they would destroy this?

I want to know what it will do to my electric bill. Nobody will provide an answer, but I am told the numbers are big. Are they trying to frighten us ?

Someone wrote in the Post that it would cost two cans of coffee per year. If he can figure it, why can’t anyone else?

The dams belong to us, not the people from away.

Somehow I don’t think they’d like their fix applied to their towns. I hear there is a petition, but I don’t have a computer.

“Don’t it always seem to go that you don’t know what you’ve got till it’s gone,” sang Joni Mitchell.

I fear that the dams come down and everyone asks years from now, ‘Why didn’t anyone stop it?’

I hope someone will care enough to stop this now. There is a meeting in town hall on March 29.

Jean Hansen
Kennebunk

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