When I first visited this gravesite five years ago, I could read some of the engraving on the stone, but not all of it. It is the gravestone of Ingraham and Mary Rier who immigrated to Lubec from Nova Scotia in the late 1860s or early 1870s. To my knowledge, they are the first Rier ancestors to arrive in the area. The gravestone was encrusted with moss and lichen, after a century of being exposed to the elements. The Lubec Historical Society (LHS) has had a wonderful project, to clean and repair headstones in the Bayview Cemetery. See more about the project and the stunning before and after photos here. According to their website:”Thus far over 350 tombstones, bearing the names of 416 souls, have been cleaned, 54 have been reset. Of the 54, 31 required some type of repair prior to resetting. We’ve added 122 names to the Findagrave.com website for Find A Grave.”
After the gravestone was cleaned, a limb fell from the tree above it during a storm and knocked off the pedestal. Last weekend, LHS repaired it. The photo above shows the restoration. Below is the before photo.
To read about my first visit to this gravestone, see:
There were so many activities that year! Men grew beards. Men, women and children dressed in colonial attire. I’m sitting in the front row with a wide grin, second from the right. There are so many familiar faces!
This photo was in my grandmother’s photos. Her name was Lizzie Keegan Rier. She was born in 1892 in Trescott and died in 1985 in Lubec at age 92. She worked in the sardine industry in Lubec from the 1920s to 1980s. Perhaps this photo was taken in the early 1900s judging by the clothing? I can’t see anyone who resembles her. Does anyone know what factory this is or anyone in the photo?
In my grandmother’s younger years, I was told by my Uncle Barney that she worked at the Union Sardine company owned by the McCurdys and her Uncle Thomas Keegan.
Do you have any photos of the games we played in the neighborhood with lots of kids of all ages? Winter or summer. Playing ball at the Dodge field, gatherings at the field behind the Mace’s house running all the way to Emma Means’ backyard. The pond we skated on in the field in back of Cooper Street Extension. Sliding at St Regis or on the hill in Whitneyville at the top of the Crosscut road. Yard games. Our annual Memorial Day bike trip to six mile lake.
I’m writing a story about growing up in Machias in the 50s and 60s and all the adventures we had playing outside. I find that I have photos of kids, one or two at a time, groups of kids at birthday parties, but can’t find any of our outside activities together. I guess we were too busy to bring our cameras!
It was quite a celebration in 1913 in the town of Machias at the Sylvan Park!
There were plays, music, and dancing over three days. Many of the townpeople participated in the festival including some of my ancestors: my great grandfather, William G Means (Transportation), my grandmother’s sister, Miss Elsie Means (Information), my great grandmother’s future sister-in-law, Miss Emma Perry (Information), who later married Billy Means.