A small world ! This church is across the street from the Limestone High School. It is on High Street. I think that name came from having to turn off the main road from Loring to Limestone, and climbing this fairly steep hill. It was especially fun to ride up it in the winter. This was our family church. We would go to morning and evening services, and sometimes Wendsday get togethers. I do not remember the pastor's name, but I can still hear his thunder ! He was a true old time religion preacher of fire and brimstone. And what wonderful memories of the basement. This is where Sunday school and many activities took place. When I lived in France, I was a very active Cub Scout. How disapointed I was when I came to Loring and there were no Boy Scout Troops to join. We were lucky at this church to have some great young airmen who were interested in the outdoors. There was an older Sgt from Loring who started sort of a Boy Scout troop in the church. We had three or four younger guys from Loring who would watch over us, and set up excursions. My favorite events were in the summer when we would load up 3 or 4 cars with canoes and rubber rafts and head north to the Allagash up by Long Lake. In the summer, we would canoe across the lakes and investigate old logging camps. We could not drive up the steep hills to many of these lakes, so we would portage the canoes with two or three guys on each one. In the winter, the group would drive up to Long Lake during the freeze of winter, and we would go ice fishing. Back in those days, there were a lot of makeshift ice fishing houses built on the lake, and it was no big deal to go inside one. The understanding was that you would always leave it in as good or better shape than when you found it. Many a warm hour was spent inside of those shacks. I do not remember catching many fish...but that did not seem to be too important. And then the trip to the Long Lake Inn on the way home !

said golojo1957 2008.03.19 at 17:35:20 PDT