PLANTS, PEACE POLE & A PARTY
Unseasonably warm and bug-free weather made for perfect working
conditions for the over 50 volunteers who came to clean, weed, prune, paint,
mend, rake throughout the day at the 11th Annual Park Spruce-Up. The
basketball court was repaired, the baseball field prepared for the season,
and three new trees donated by Sibylle Baier were planted. Volunteers
weeded the children's playground and around trees and shrubs. Others
pruned the now thriving rose bushes.
The volunteers were joined by some 25 more people as
the day's big event approached. At 3 p.m., the sounds of a
bagpipe filled the air and all present congregated in the southeast
corner of the Park for the surprise (for Sibylle Baier) raising of the
Peace Pole. A long-time desire of Sibylle Baier was to erect a
Peace Pole at the Park, so to honor her vision and efforts in making
the Park, volunteers from the community helped organize the surprise
event. Spearheaded by Katey Grey, the Peace Pole project
involved many. The wood for the pole and the finishing work were
provided by Ed Bond; Kirk Fox did the millwork to shape the pole; and
Heartwood made the plaques with the words "May peace prevail on
earth." The Town's road crew--Craig Willis, Paul Keiper and
Walter Cummings--prepped the site, poured the concrete and moved the
dedication rock. Becket Consolidated School Principal Laura
Dumouchel and Tricia Drugmand helped students paint the plaques and
create a banner celebrating peace. The school's music teacher,
Mrs. Gray, led the children in singing a song for peace. The bag
pipes were played by Matthew Lawrence and Bobby Sweet sang and played
guitar. The ceremony closed with all
present joining hands in a circle while Matthew Lawrence played the
bagpipes. After the ceremony, people partook of the grilled food
donated by Wohrles, Astro Beef and the Becket-Washington Recreation
Committee, side dishes provided by the many volunteers and sodas
donated by Coca Cola.
From Sibylle:
Dear friends and neighbors, dear children,
I’m still recovering from that miracle of
a ceremony on the last Park Spruce-Up Day. But, to be honest, I really
don’t want to recover from it, ever! To see what beauty, blessing
and generosity is in our town, asks to be held and remembered! My
gratitude to each one of you who has been and is and will be part of making
a vision of the Park a reality is tender and profound. Without you,
each one of your dear presence and spirit, this piece of land would still be
a junkyard, an empty lot or overgrown jungle.
From folks whose names I don’t even know,
who started the soccer field and ball courts and the greening of the lot to
Ronny Adams who planted the first blue spruce, to Ellen Bond and the
commission who raised money for the Park so early on, to Marieanne Clark
who, as head of the Conservation Commission at the time, wanted to do
something other than just being visible as environmental police and so
inspired the whole project, to Ed Bond, to Tricia Drugmand, Dave Bacon, the
Pagery-Grey family, the Girl Scouts, the Boy Scouts, Heartwood School, Peter
Champoux, Meg Megas who faithfully prunes the roses every year, Denis
Duquette, the principals and parents of the Becket School, the Southards,
Molly Gerraty, the countless hearts and hands, the boys and girls, the
birds, the dogs…yes, I am carried away and wish each of your names could
be said and honored--because we are the greatest town and prove the
Butterfly Effect right. In Chaos theory, it is said that the moving of
a butterfly’s wing in the Philippines affects the world weather. And
so, everyone, in their way, by moving their wings, so to speak, helps create
what there is--even children’s song, blue birds, a piper piping, a rainbow
and a circle of community around the planting of peace on common ground,
grown from our labor, from our trust in trees growing and trust growing,
from our love and respect for each other and those we don’t know.
What a gift you’ve given me and all of us. I
was completely surprised, honored, humbled and ecstatic, and I thank you for
making it possible, for giving your hearts and hands to deepen the precious
possibility of beauty and of peaceful community in the children, our homes
and ourselves. Peace can only grow if it grows in each of us.
May that lovely pole, made by so many hearts and hands, remind us for the
longest time.
Sibylle
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