Ice Goes Out
By Danl Lane and Tom Dahill
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Chief
Tomekin was a Penobscot moccasin maker and my grandfather.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> Evenings would pass while stories were handed
down of olden days on Indian Island Reservation near style='font-size:11.0pt'>Old Townstyle='font-size:11.0pt'>. One that
mesmerized me was the life of Johnny Boyle, an Irishman who learned to cook on
his wood stove in the deep woods of style='font-size:11.0pt'>Mainestyle='font-size:11.0pt'> for the big paper companies in the 1930's.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> It took months of careful research,
listening, and interviews from many of my own Native American elders, but I
wanted to get it right and recapture the forgotten time period.style='mso-spacerun:yes'> From Johnny Boyles' dealings with the paper
companies and lumberjacks to his relations with the Penobscot, right to the
bitter end, Ice Goes Out becomes
excitingly real, historically interesting and informative, yet
captivating. It journeys from style='font-size:11.0pt'>Bostonstyle='font-size:11.0pt'> to style='font-size:11.0pt'>Bangorstyle='font-size:11.0pt'>, into the deeps woods, where a surprising cast of
colorful characters, many true to life, await you, as told through the eyes of
an adolescent Chief Tomekin. The bonding
of friends and trust versus racism, along with plenty of twists, turns and
tragedies makes Ice Goes Out as
enjoyable to read as it is comical and easy.
I swore I would write it down someday, and Ice Goes Out is the result.
Danl Lane
Danl Lane is a Penobscot Native living in the great state of Maine. Originally from Springfield, Massachusetts, he graduated from Springfield Technical with an associates Degree in Telecommunications. He went on to write for several newspapers before his ancestry was longing him back. After settling in Maine for good, he finally found the time to write Ice Goes Out, a collection of true tales woven into a fictitious story. He is also an accomplished musician, having written over 100 songs, and has one CD to his credit. He has also penned the comedy play, A Honeymooners Holiday. Danl is an avid sports fan, will always live near the ocean, and has a deep appreciation for flora and fauna.
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Ice Goes Out - Danl Lane
Ice Goes Out
by
Danl Lane
This book is a work of fiction. Places, events, and situations in this story are purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental.
© 2004 by Danl Lane. All rights reserved.
No part of this book may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without written permission from the author.
First published by AuthorHouse 04/29/04
ISBN: 1-4184-5992-5 (e-book)
ISBN: 1-4184-4284-4 (Paperback)
ISBN13: 978-1-4184-5992-5 (ebook)
Contents
CHAPTER 2
CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 6
CHAPTER 7
CHAPTER 8
CHAPTER 9
CHAPTER 10
CHAPTER 11
CHAPTER 12
CHAPTER 13
CHAPTER 14
CHAPTER 15
CHAPTER 16
CHAPTER 17
CHAPTER 18
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
ABOUT THE ILLUSTRATOR
stove.jpgThis book was written in memory
of Chief Tomekin, Leslie Ranco.
Many thanks to Valentine Ranco, June Rain Ranco, Charlie and Eileen Dahill, Leroy Lane, Carol Lane and the Penobscot Nation.
Boston.jpgHe died penniless selling his pencils in Boston. How could this be? How could the kindest, most generous, thoughtful most smart, bravest most loyal, hardest working, friend to all, die a poor man?
Well, it happened.
Everyone on the streets from Boston to Bangor knew of Johnny Boyle. They knew of his Irish immigrant parents who lived in Boston. They knew of his Penobscot Indian girlfriend, Ada, who lived on Indian Island Reservation with her parents in Old Town, Maine. They knew that Johnny Boyle would only go to work for the highest bidder amongst the big three northern paper companies and bid they did. The big monopolies owned the land, they owned the saw mills and paper mills, and they owned the strongest men in the east. They didn’t own Johnny. They needed Johnny and he knew it. Down east residents knew when a logging season began and when it ended. They knew when paydays came, especially the street bums, knowing if they begged JB for a nickel, they would get an actual dollar, each and every one of them.
What most did not know is where Johnny learned how to cook, and cook he could. He was only the best in New England. Lumberjacks from Calais to Kathadin knew of his reputation. His meals were unmatched. The lumberjacks would travel miles out of their way, looking for the camp that hired Johnny. He would serve four voracious meals a day. After all, the logging business was tough, tough work. The better fed, the longer the men could endure. The big three knew this all too well, which is what made Johnny invaluable to them.
MaCarthy Boyle, Johnny’s dad, taught his son everything. During hard times, Mac would take Johnny along on hunting trips in the deep woods of Maine. Mac would bring back enough meat for his entire Boston neighborhood, friends, and family. The fresh game would be already cut into the finest steaks and chops, poultry parts and grounded hamburg as well. All this was done in the woods, while little Johnny watched. He was fascinated by his dads’ quick knife. Mac knew right where to cut, skin, strip, scrape, salt, de-bone, filet…it was quite remarkable.
They learned to survive out there. He watched his dad get a frying pan scorching hot, That is the key, JB,
he used to say, and promptly spit on it. Mac would grill two moose steaks to perfection. Juicy, tender, melt in your mouth, cut it with a fork…. all of those. Breakfast was just as scrumptous…eggs, squirrel meat, fish…all to die for. He was taught to make jerky and nothing was wasted. Johnny learned.
Johnny was so appreciative he named his huge wood stove ‘Black Mac’, after his dad. His stove was as much of a legend as Johnny himself. It was the size of a small pool table and he’d haul it to any location, any campsite, any mountain. It would arrive from Boston by pick up truck and he would hire a team of whoever was around to get the damn thing on tobaggans. If there was no snow he’d haul it right over the leaves. Some said it was a good thing that Johnny did not play the piano. He’d harness himself and his team of men to the tobaggans and pull through the woods, sometimes making paths and new roads as they went, all along gently treating his stove like a family of three. It was his livelihood. If he were lucky, there would be a dingle or wongon, a dining hut already erected. All the camps had bunkhouses where the axe men slept. Sometimes he’d put together a makeshift tin kitchen and cook in the great outdoors. He chose a spot, carefully leveled it, plucked down his stove
and began to clean, shine, scrub and bathe ‘Black Mac’ till it shone and sparkled. He would buff ‘Black Mac’ night after night, right through the entire logging season, from day one till the ice goes out.
Most of the lumberjacks would wonder how ‘Black Mac’ ever got to some of the remotest timberlands in the northeast. It was no secret to JB. He was usually set up a full week in advance, even before the first horses were stabled in the hovel. He knew a little cash would go a long way if you hired the right individuals. He was a young 35, and not a very big built man. He was more like Abe Lincoln, just not as tall. The muscles he developed came from chopping firewood to fuel Black Mac, not from using a ripsaw, felling a giant oak, or working a log drive down river. I don’t think he ever used a pick pole or a cantdog nor did he ever dynamite a wing. No, he didn’t have that experience. He was experienced in two things; cooking and hiring help. He could handle the cooking, but he relied heavily on the men he hired. He would pay them well, but more important to him, he would feed them well.
Johnny Boyle