First published in 2011, “When Salmon Was King: Voices from the Clyde River” has been out of print for three years. Because of popular demand, we are now reprinting a limited number of the books. They’ll be available within two weeks.

During the first half of the twentieth century, fishermen traveled from around New England to the farthest reaches of Vermont to fish for salmon that flourished in the short stretch of the Clyde River in Newport as it flows into Lake Memphremagog. By the middle of that century the salmon were all but a memory. What happened to the famed salmon? The book also explores the rise and fall of the rivers walleye population. Read the stories of some of the people who lived the history of the Clyde River fishery. The 152-page book is filled with stories and photos of a bygone era.

To buy a copy of the book, send $16.95 (plus $3.00 for shipping and handling in the U.S.) to Vermont’s Northland Journal, PO Box 812, Derby, VT 05829.

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We have so much talent here in the Northeast Kingdom. The March issue of Vermont’s Northland Journal will feature the sketches of early Abenaki life by Bea Nelson of Derby. Her work and knowledge are simply amazing. It only seems fitting that her work appears in the March issue – our sugaring edition. History indicates it was the Abenaki and other Native groups who taught the first European settlers about the wonders of the sugarmaking. These are some of Bea’s artworks.

 

The Northland Journal, for the last 15 years, has been the only magazine dedicated to sharing and preserving the history and heritage of the Northeast Kingdom. The monthly magazine is filled with stories of the Kingdom from an earlier time as told by the people who lived it. Each issue is also filled with historic photos of the region. The Journal comes in print and electronic versions.

To view an electronic version of the Journal click HERE

 

To subscribe to the Journal, send a check or money order for $25 (12 monthly issues), or $45 (24 monthly issues) to Vermont’s Northland Journal, PO Box 812, Derby, VT 05829. Or subscribe online by clicking HERE   . You can also subscribe by calling: (802) 487-0254. Prices are based on delivery in the United States. Also check out our website HERE

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Throughout his school years, Newport native, Tim Kavanagh of Burlington, a 1984 graduate of North Country Union High School in Newport, was the class clown. He always kept people laughing. For that matter, as an adult he makes a living entertaining people.

Tim has been on the Vermont Voice radio show in the past, talking and laughing about his life and career. This Sunday he will again be a guest on the show, but this time he is hoping to save lives. He will talk about the importance of cancer screening, especially colorectal screening. Earlier this year, Tim treated himself to a 50th birthday colonoscopy. Feeling great, he knew he’d get a clean bill of health. That wasn’t the case. Instead he was diagnosed with colon cancer.

In addition to talking about the importance of cancer screening, Tim will share the story of his ongoing cancer battle.

The Vermont Voice, which is hosted by Scott Wheeler, the publisher of the Northland Journal, airs on 94.5 FM WJJZ Country in Derby on Sunday mornings at 6:30.

Today – December 7 – the world remembers the 75^th year since the bombing of Pearl Harbor. There are many people in the Northeast Kingdom who still remember that day, but very few people who actually witnessed the nightmare. Madeline Chaffee of East Ryegate was at Pearl Harbor on that horrible day. The following article about Ms. Chaffee, which was written by Amy Ash Nixon, appeared earlier this year in our monthly magazine, Vermont’s Northland Journal.

Rigging Parachutes and Surviving Pearl Harbor

by Amy Ash Nixon

Madeline Batten Chaffee was a 21-year-old Navy parachute rigger based at Pearl Harbor, on the island of Oahu, Hawaii, and had barely arrived there for her service with the United States Navy when on December 7, 1941, the Pacific Island’s peace was shattered. Last year marked the somber 74th anniversary of that fateful day.

It’s hard for Chaffee, who turned 96 on January 4, to reach into what she remembers. You don’t forget, she said, leaning forward and speaking with her eyes the words she cannot bear to summon, but it changes you, you don’t come home the same.

Still, all these years later, and with the tragedy she saw play out during her five years stationed at Pearl Harbor, Chaffee, a longtime resident of East Ryegate, Vermont, says without skipping a beat, “I’d go back in the service in a minute.”

In a way, she never left.

After the war, Chaffee volunteered for the Civil Air Patrol, and she and her late husband, Jack, served on search and rescue missions—first in Massachusetts where they lived for many years then after they moved to Vermont in the 1970s, based out of the Caledonia County Airport on Pudding Hill Road in Lyndon.

Born Madeline Chase on January 4, 1920 in Watertown, Massachusetts, she was a young woman ahead of her time who, she says, “grew up on the street with a bunch of boys.” She was a high school athlete, playing field hockey, softball, and basketball.

After high school, she attended Boston University and went on to become a high school science teacher. She was working in a private school teaching anatomy and biology when the war broke out but the United States hadn’t yet been dragged into it, and she felt a call to serve in the military. Her parents were not happy to see their only child, a daughter, no less, enlist in the Second World War.

“I felt I was needed,” said Chaffee. “My poor parents were so upset.”

She went to boot camp and then when the military learned of her teaching degree, they sent her for further training so she could oversee a group of women at the base in Pearl Harbor, she said. She was trained at Hunter College then received additional training in the Great Lakes region of New York before deploying to Hawaii.

“Fifteen of us were sent over to Pearl Harbor to see if we could take overseas training,” said Chaffee of herself and the women she oversaw. She said the women were treated with a great deal of respect by their fellow enlisted men, “They just treated us like part of the team,” she said.

She said when her ship, Old Enterprise, made its way to Pearl Harbor, many people got seasick, but her family roots were fishermen from Nantucket Island off Massachusetts, and she had some seafaring in her blood and did not get seasick. She was called out to help operate the radio as a result.

Pearl Harbor was remote and rustic, with thatch roof small huts and no real buildings the way it is today, she said. When they arrived on the island, they were presented with beautiful leis in traditional Hawaiian style. The peace and lovely setting were soon destroyed by that fateful day, however. Just 24 hours after arriving, she said Pearl Harbor was bombed.

The servicemen and women stationed there were eating breakfast on December 7, 1941, when the Japanese bombing of the island began shortly after 7 a.m. “We were having breakfast and all of a sudden, the sirens and everything went off,” recalled Chaffee of that morning.

At first, the stunned people on the naval base thought it was training exercises, but when they ran out and saw the sky filled with planes—more than Chaffee had ever seen, before or since—and saw the horror of ships being hit, they realized that this was the enemy attacking. The carnage that resulted from three U.S. ships— the USS Arizona, the USS West Virginia, and the USS Tennessee—being struck over and over during the horrific two-hour attack that morning was in the thousands. On one ship alone, more than 1,100 service members of the 1,500 member crew on board perished on that horrifying morning that has been forever emblazoned in the hearts of Americans in the history of the major moments of World War II’s deepest losses.“We stood there and watched it,” said Chaffee in a recent interview in Wells River, Vermont, not far from where she has made her home for the past half-century. She said she thinks her hearing was impacted from being at Pearl Harbor that day.

 

From the shore, those on the island could see other sailors trying to save their friends and shipmates, but the bombing continued, and “they got bombed along with them,” said Chaffee, shaking her head and closing her eyes. “I can’t share too much detail … What could we do? It was terrible … War is just awful, I don’t care if you are on land or at sea,” she said. “We lost a lot of sailors that were all on board those ships.”

It took years to rebuild the base.

Chaffee said, “I was not the same girl when I came back [home] as when I went. I had had a very peaceful life” [before the war]. The war changes you, she said, in ways that she and many World War II survivors would rather not open up about.

Chaffee’s role in the Navy as a parachute rigger was for the Navy’s air force. During World War II, there was not a separate Air Force as a branch of the military; every branch of the service had its own air force, she explained.

It was Chaffee’s job on the ground to help repack and inspect the parachutes, making sure everything was inspected and safe for the next time the umbrella-shaped parachutes were used. She teased, “I used to tell the guys if their parachute didn’t work, bring it back!”

“They’d look at me and say, yeah, yeah…” said Chaffee, smiling at the memory of the give and take from all those years ago when she was a young 2nd Class S Specialist in the Navy. What that meant, she said, was “they could throw me anywhere” she was needed.

During her time stationed at Pearl Harbor, Chaffee also would go up on missions, searching for enemy submarines from the sky, and that, she said, planted in her the seed of wanting to come home and assist with search and rescues with the Civil Air Patrol. Her experience as a parachute rigger led to a lifelong passion for the skies, and Chaffee, on returning to the States would go on to fly with her husband, a pilot, and the couple owned their own plane. She later learned to fly when a good friend who was a patient flight instructor, suggested she should know how in case her husband needed her help one day on a mission.

She is still a member of the Civil Air Patrol and has enjoyed more than 40 years of being part of the organization here, teaching young people about flying, and helping the community with searching for lost planes, missing hikers and more, she said.

“I’d like to jump when I’m 100, like President Bush [wants to],” said Chaffee with a smile.

Chaffee has been active in the veterans’ clubs in the Northeast Kingdom for many years, and she marches in parades and takes part in events on Memorial Day and Veterans Day.

In Memorial Park in Lyndonville last Veterans Day, she stood with two other World War II veterans and was thanked for her service by Lt. Governor Phil Scott.

Chaffee shook hands with about 100 local school children, which was deeply touching for her, she said.

She was still at Pearl Harbor and watched from the sidelines as Japanese and U.S. dignitaries signed documents declaring the war was over. With the declaration came celebrating and a lot of horn beeping and cheering, that finally the war was over and they could go home, said Chaffee.

“It’s difficult for me to think about it,” she said of what it’s like, looking back at what she survived, and remembering those who did not, at Pearl Harbor. Even in the face of the devastation and the time after the horrifying December 7 attack, the men and women who were stationed at Pearl Harbor were steadfast, she said, determined to be unified, to be strong, and to not let their nation or their mission down. “They were together and no one was going to do anything to us,” she said of the fortitude and determination and strength they possessed. “Those young guys were afraid of nothing,” she said.

“You don’t forget those things,” said Chaffee, adding, “If I were able to, I would do it again.”

 

The prospect of a new petroleum pipeline passing through North Dakota has created a world-wide uproar. For most people, the fear of such a pipeline breaking is little more than theory. That isn’t the case here in the Northeast Kingdom for those old enough to remember the 1952 Portland Pipeline break. As the publisher of Vermont’s Northland Journal, I have chronicled this disaster, including interviewing people who remember it, and those who took part in the cleanup effort.  Following is an article on the topic which appeared in the March 19, 1952 issue of the Newport Daily Express.

Burn Off Oil Pools Along Black River

Top officials of pipeline company here – expect no damage to fish – press efforts for rapid clean up – cut channels in ice.

Efforts being made by representatives of the Portland Pipeline Corporation to burn off surplus crude oil which has accumulated in pools along the Black River’s course since the recent break in the Portland to Montreal pipeline met with success yesterday.

John L. Creed, general superintendent of the pipeline told the Daily Express that he believed that no damage would result to the fish in the stream by the presence of the scattered coating of oil on the river’s surface. However, he indicated, that attempts will continue to burn oil at various spots where it is gathered.

He estimated that at least 25 percent of the oil had evaporated, taking away most of it gaseous content, gasoline, benzene, butane, etc., in the past several days.

Employees were having some difficulty in firing the unrefined oil yesterday. Mr. Creed said that tremendous heat is necessary to start combustion and that an initial temperature of nearly 300 degrees, Fahrenheit scale, is required.

Channels cut in the river ice allowed the oil coated water to slow up in pools. Workmen then spread wood shavings on the adjoining ice and onto the oily pools. Bales of straw were then thrown into the river, also soaked in kerosene. The whole mass was then ignited. Combustion of the kerosene, oil-soaked straw and shavings supplied heat to burn the crude oil. That straw and shavings acted as a wick soaked up the floating crude oil and the initial heat applied caused it to burn.

Inspection of the river channel below the spot where the burning is taking place revealed that the procedure adopted to clean the river of its foreign element was meeting with success, Mr. Creed reported this morning.

He said that burning oil will continue at the same spot as long as oil is visible floating on the river or ice thaws an breakup of the river ice make the task hazardous to the workmen.

“We’re making every attempt to clean up the stream and expect to catch a large percentage of the oil as if floats downstream,” Creed declared.

He admitted that the ice and snow had complicated the clean-up campaign, two elements which pipeliners have had to contend with in parts of the world where such pipelines have principally existed up to the present time.

He added that had warmer temperatures prevailed the oil would have been dissipated more rapidly and that present burning operations would have been easier since the congealed crude oil would be more fluid.

General Superintendent Creed, who has been in the pipeline business for 23 years, mentioned that he had similar troubles with pipelines in the south. Breaks under and near rivers and brooks occurred occasionally but the warmer temperatures there made them easier to contend with and clean up afterwards.

The elements of ice, snow, and freezing temperatures have supplied obstacles in the present instance, he admitted, requiring special methods for the peculiar conditions existing here.

Creed said that past experience had shown him that fish were not affected by the floating patches of oil.

He expects that any remaining oil brought down the river, which is not caught by the burning operations, will be very thinly dissipated in the swamplands adjoin the river during the spring’s high water levels. If some of the oil gets into the extensive Coventry swamp, he added, it should result in discouraging the breeding of mosquitoes.

Oil is frequently used to spray on such mosquito breeding areas, Creed recalled, and has a pronounced effect in discouraging such hot weather pests…

Previously fish and game clubs in this area, and Vermont Federation of Sportsmen’s Clubs, through their spokesmen, had expressed concern about the possible damage to fish and fishing as a result of the pollution of the Ware Brook, Black River, and Lake Memphremagog.

The fish and game groups communicated their alarm concerning the oil pollution with Vermont’s Attorney General Clifton Parker.

Just how much crude oil in barrels or gallons poured out of the bad break in the pipeline on or about February 19 or 20 is not officially known?

Some unofficial estimates placed the amount of it which poured through the one-inch break (completely around the pipeline) at about 3,000 barrels. Others said a possible 165,000 gallons.

Two or three days after the break near Kidder Pond, oil showed up as iridescent streaks on top of the water of the Black River as it flowed under the Coventry village bridge. The odor of petroleum was reported as strong by Coventry residents.

Parker Brook, on top of the 900 foot elevation, which was the scene of the pipeline break near the Irasburg-Newport Town lines, is within about 40 feet of the break. Thus seepage of the oil started running downhill with the brook water almost at once then into Ware Brook and finally into the Black River, one of the tributaries to Lake Memphremagog.

Mild weather and melting snows have in the past few days revealed streaks and pools of oil for three or four miles of the Black River’s course.

Monday, Thomas Handy of the Newport Ice Company aided the pipeliners and pipeline officials of the pipeline to open up stretches of ice along the Black River from Coventry Village to the airport bridge which is near the confluence of the river with Lake Memphremagog.

At the latter spot, ice was removed entirely across the river and apparently no oil had passed that point. However, at other points, particularly nearer Coventry, the cakes of ice which were removed showed blacked area where the oil had penetrated. Black oily scum appeared in the open water which filled the ice freed channels.

General Superintendent Creed said that there had been other minor breaks in the pipeline since it was laid down in 1941 but that the recent February mishap had been the one of its kind. The break near Kidder Pond was at one of the welded seams between two lengths of pipe. It is surmised that there may have been a slight defect in the welding which made it possible for the frost contraction of the metal line to pull the joint apart.

The first indication of trouble on the line at the time of the break was when the pressure gauges at the nearest pumping station at Lancaster, New Hampshire fell off 300 pounds. Lock gates were immediately closed at Highwater , Quebec, and West Burke, to prevent siphonage the crude at the break.

***Perfect Christmas Gift – 12 monthly issues of Vermont’s Northland***
For almost 15 years, the Northland Journal has been the only magazine dedicated to sharing and preserving the history and heritage of the Northeast Kingdom. The monthly magazine is filled with stories of the Kingdom from an earlier time as told by the people who lived it. Each issue is also filled with historic photos of the region. The Journal comes in print and electronic versions.

To view a full copy of the Journal click HERE
To subscribe to the Journal, send a check or money order for $25 (12 monthly issues), or $45 (24 monthly issues) to Vermont’s Northland Journal, PO Box 812, Derby, VT 05829. Or subscribe online HERE

Prices are based on delivery in the United States. Also check out our website HERE

Questions? – Email northlandjournal@gmail.com