Just another night in the Shiretown.

I recently conversed with two fellow ex “Tuesday Weekly” newspaper photographers/writers and we all agreed that working for the Tuesday was a great experience and we learned a lot from our tenure there. It was an interesting time working for the ‘alternative’ paper in Ellsworth. We never knew what our Editor, Wayne, would dig up for us to do. One minute I would be photographing a accident scene, followed by a few grip-n-grin shots, and then developing roll after roll of black and white film, and then printing the ones Wayne circled with a red wax pencil on the contact sheets.

In Ellsworth at the time most were not receptive to the Tuesday and we ran some stories that riled a few folks up. Like one about deer poachers which ended up with someone leaving a deer head on the steps leading upstairs to our office.

Shook up the person that opened the door for business up just a tad.

Wayne and I were standing in the picture window overlooking State Street one warm evening. The side windows were up to get any breeze stirring. We were just talking about paper stuff and we heard a gunshot coming from up the hill on State Street. I remember Wayne looking at me rather wild eyed. I then heard whine of a small engine cranked to it’s max.

 From across the Union Bridge and around the corner by McNally’s came the Ellsworth Police Department's…Vespa Motor Scooter with Albert Carter hunched over the handlebars leaning into the corner coming thru the intersection, with sparks flying I might add from his fine leaning tactics. He was doing a fine imitation of a “Café” racer on a LeMan’s course.

Come to find out there was some inmate that decided he did not want to stay at the “Hancock Hilton” and a Deputy touched off a round to deter any further roaming.

Just another night in the Shiretown.