[arthurus]

I am an echoer. I have never really had my own accent. I spent the summer in Waldoboro with my granddadddy when I was 14. After I got home to Virginia my mother gave me fits for a week about how I had forgotten how to talk. After 3 weeks all I retained was "ayuh" and "ayup." I still have that.

[Kenny Bunk]

So this guy from Virginia moves to Maine as a babe in arms in about 1905. In 1950, his grandchild was born, so he says to this old Mainiac, "Well I guess my grandchildren are gonna be real Maine folks now."

To which the only proper downeast response is, "Well then, I reckon if your cat had kittens in the oven you'd eat'em for biscuits?"

In my day, a guy who moved to my town just after the Spanish War from Waldoboro in fact, was always referred to as the "New Man." When he died at 106, after living here for over 100 years, his obit said, "New Man in Town FInally Dies."

Hope all these Somalis and Messachewedshitts people develop themselves a sense of humor, ayuh. Shoe's gonna pinch if they don't.