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St. Maries, Idaho--Page 2
When you enter town from the west, you pass by Heyburn Elementary. This is
where kids spend their first years going to school. It's an old building with
a lot of character, and it's seen a lot of people move through it over the
years. The big guy out front with the friendly grin and big axe is a
lumberjack. Is he Paul Bunyan? I'm not sure I ever figured that out. But
with his feet buried up to the ankles, he's not going anywhere in a hurry!
If you happen to visit town near the end of August, you'll see the old banner
across the street announcing the up-coming Paul Bunyan Days celebration.
The carnaval sets up in Central Park, and there's a whole slew of traditional
logging events, such as log rolling, axe throwing, and cross-cut sawing.
It's a peaceful, lazy time at the end of summer, and it signals the end to
care-free days for the young people around town, who know school will start
next week. By the way, are you getting the idea that there's a common theme
to what most folks do who live in St. Maries?
Yup, you guessed it. Most people around town are involved in the logging
industry. This is a view of St. Maries High School, where the gym is
emblazoned with the name of the sports teams--the Lumberjacks. In my day,
we didn't have the gym, just the school above, which itself is relatively new,
as school facilities in town go. And that nice parking lot you see was just
gravel. You know how it goes. "When I was a kid, I had to walk ten miles to
school in my bare feet carrying my little sister through five feet of
snow while wolves chased us all the way..." Things were always tougher on us
old timers, don't cha know.
If you look real close, you can see that this is the St. Maries Federal
Building. Which means it is the place that houses the post office and other
Federal government agencies. The big one that I'm aware of is the U.S.
Forest Service, because my Dad worked for them before he retired. See
those two big medallions on the side of the building? Someone stole the
previous ones back when I was a kid. Because this is the Federal Building,
this was a Federal offense, and the F.B.I. was called in. I suppose it's
known in the annals as "The Case of the Missing Big Shiny Building Hanging
Things."
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If you happen to visit town near the end of August, you'll see the old banner
across the street announcing the up-coming Paul Bunyan Days celebration.
The carnaval sets up in Central Park, and there's a whole slew of traditional
logging events, such as log rolling, axe throwing, and cross-cut sawing.
It's a peaceful, lazy time at the end of summer, and it signals the end to
care-free days for the young people around town, who know school will start
next week. By the way, are you getting the idea that there's a common theme
to what most folks do who live in St. Maries?
Yup, you guessed it. Most people around town are involved in the logging
industry. This is a view of St. Maries High School, where the gym is
emblazoned with the name of the sports teams--the Lumberjacks. In my day,
we didn't have the gym, just the school above, which itself is relatively new,
as school facilities in town go. And that nice parking lot you see was just
gravel. You know how it goes. "When I was a kid, I had to walk ten miles to
school in my bare feet carrying my little sister through five feet of
snow while wolves chased us all the way..." Things were always tougher on us
old timers, don't cha know.
If you look real close, you can see that this is the St. Maries Federal
Building. Which means it is the place that houses the post office and other
Federal government agencies. The big one that I'm aware of is the U.S.
Forest Service, because my Dad worked for them before he retired. See
those two big medallions on the side of the building? Someone stole the
previous ones back when I was a kid. Because this is the Federal Building,
this was a Federal offense, and the F.B.I. was called in. I suppose it's
known in the annals as "The Case of the Missing Big Shiny Building Hanging
Things."