I was really interested to note that there were three submissions of Letters to The Editor in the August 20, 2009 edition of `The Lincoln County News. I suspect, the recent heat wave coupled with long drive times due to traffic backups in Wiscasset heightened the level of frustration for many people trying to get somewhere that required passing through Wiscasset.

Hardly a week goes by without some sort of a car accident to report.

In particular, as of late, there seems to be a rash of accidents involving motorcycles in Lincoln County.

The children’s summer reading program at the Wiscasset Public Library came to an end on Aug. 6 with a pizza party held on the lawn outside the Children’s Room. Over 60 children and adults attended the party.

We recently spent some time visiting a dear friend, Faye Hauck, in Waldoboro. We were looking for a good restaurant in your area and Faye highly recommended 995 Main.

Healthcare seems to be the topic of the day.

In the news, in Internet chat rooms and local coffee shops, it seems everybody is talking about it, worrying about it, or fighting over it. Well, not so much fighting over it. Fighting about fighting about it is more like it.

To the Editor:

I have read with some interest the several letters in this and the other local weekly that lash out at Wiscasset because of traffic backups in that village.

Back in 1989, Diane and I moved to Damariscotta from Florida during the coldest and snowiest December Maine had experienced in years.

Beginning in early July, the Dept. of Transportation Wiscasset Traffic monitors have been in operation and they generate a lot of data.

Here’s the thing about lies: If you tell them loudly enough and often enough, people will believe them. Especially the vulnerable, the powerless, and those who get their “news” from blowhard talk radio.

My son drove into our yard in Bristol after a Saturday morning trip from Massachusetts to pick up their children with whom we had spent a delightful week. Mike greeted me with these words. “I’d forgotten what an adventure it was to come to Maine on a Saturday morning in summer, but we didn’t get stuck in Wiscasset traffic this time.”

If we were in a boxing match, it would have been stopped by now.

If the State of Maine were in the ring with all-time champ Mother Nature, by now the ref would have pulled her off of us as we hang helpless on the ropes; wrapping his arms around us to keep us from falling and muttering into our ear, “It’s not your night, kid. It’s not your night.”

This is written in response to last week’s letter by Gearry Ranger which called Carl Scheiman to task for his earlier letter on these pages.

Things are pretty quiet down on Rutherford Island on a holiday. So it was as my other half was at work on July 4. I was home alone, in the garden and wishing I had gone to the parade.

On Thursday, June 18 at 1:30 p.m. while driving on Main St. toward Newcastle I stopped at a crosswalk by Renys to allow pedestrians to cross.