Waterford. Maine 2006

Halfway up the hill in the Woodlawn Cemetery I met John C. Decker, CoE, 1st ME CAV. Even though we missed each other by 107 years, I still paused to think about him and wonder about his life after the Civil War. Judging from his metal grave marker, however, it is apparent that his cavalry experience remained with him to his grave.

The history of the 1st ME CAV was well documented first by Edward P. Tobie of CoG. Then in 1997 Mary Renier Calvert wrote a history of the first Maine Cavalry with a dedication to her grandfather, John Philip Renier, CoH.

The first Maine Cavalry served during the entire Civil War (1861-1865). Perhaps John C. Decker spoke of the day in 1863 when he sat mounted on this horse in a “line of battle” when President Abraham Lincoln slowly rode past while reviewing the troops.

The first Maine Cavalry fought in 42 battles which were more battles than any other Union Army cavalry with the last battle being in Appomattox, Virginia. 174 were killed or died of wounds, 334 died of disease, and 145 were taken prisoners by the Confederates- They suffered the heaviest losses of any cavalry regiment in the Union Army.

In the month before Gettysburg they had taken part in seven battles. One of these battles was Brandy Station Virginia. “Soon after daylight the division moved out. A short march in the beauty of the early June morning carried it to the ford, where the 1st Maine, being in the rear of the brigade, was forced to wait for the remainder to cross. Before its turn at the ford came the sound of brisk artillery firing up the river, at the right, which told the boys the ball had opened. When across the river the whole command was put into a gallop, which was kept up three or four miles, the dust so thick that in a very short time the blue of the uniforms was entirely invisible, most of the way through the woods, and all the time rapidly nearing the fire. A brief halt was made, when orders were received to tighten the saddles girths and load the carbines, which were rapidly obeyed, and the regiment again started, shortly after emerging from the woods into a large open field. As soon as the regiment debouched from the woods it formed squadrons at a gallop, drew saber, and in a moment more was charging across the field. And thus, before the boys were aware of it, almost, the regiment was in its first cavalry charge as a regiment.”

At daybreak on July 2nd 1863, the exhausted men and horses of the 1st Maine set out for Gettysburg. There they would meet up with General George Armstrong Custer’s Michigan brigade to oppose the advance of Major General J.E.B. Stuart’s Confederate Cavalry.

 

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Down But Not Out

A young lady and her dog were facing financial embarrassment recently. They were on the street corner near Pikes Place Market in Seattle. She told me that her do would pose like this for about ten minutes, which seemed to be enough time to fill a cup with doller bills by tourists taking his picture. It is an unlit cigarette dangling from his right lip. As you can see, I happily made a contribution for his next meal!

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Maine’s Trotting Horse Heritage Trail

A truly unique book with a novel concept, but certainly, only of interest to a small select group of readers.

Mr. Thomson presented a discussion about his book at the Kennebec Historical Society. His background in history education, ownership of trotting horses, and long time membership in Maine Standard bred Breeders Association are the ingredients that germinated the idea for the book. The research however, was much more difficult, with many years spent at the state archives. Finally came the sleuthing and adventures of discovering as he traveled around the state placing granite markets at the sites of significant historical locations.

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“A Good Master Was a Workhorse’s Only Reward”

When I first read this quote, I was struck by the reality of its truth—even today horses are at the mercy of their owners. This quote is from page 98 of the book Down on the Farm, A Picture Treasury of Country Life in America in the Good Old Days by Stewart Holbrook, Crown Publishers, Inc. (1950). The wonderful pictures by Milton Rugoff cover agriculture from the late 19th and early 20th centuries. This book is out of print but can still be found through the Internet. It will give one hours of enjoyment reading the text and studying the collection of photographs.

These four Belgian workhorses in Lancaster County, PA, appear to have a good Amish master. They are hitched to a fore cart (Amish tractor), which is being used to haul the manure spreader.

Several weeks ago, I was able to visit the Amish area of Clare, Michigan. While at the Colonville road general store I noticed several interesting features of this buggy.

Notice the upright board attached to the dashboard around which he wrapped the reins.

Notice the umbrella attached to the back of the seat. Also notice the strips of reflective tape on the “lazy back” of the seat.

In the well-written book Amish in Michigan by Gertrude Enders Huntington, published by Michigan State University Press of East Lansing, there is a discussion about the Amish objection to the slow-moving vehicle sign (orange triangle). Some Amish view “these triangles as decorations, ostentatious state symbol, official emblems, symbols of government authority, a type of graven image or simply a symbolic of modern times (page 25).”

Thus when in 1980 three Amish men in Gladwin were ticketed for not having the required state sign, they prompted the court case, “The People of Michigan v Swartzentruber, et al.” Eventually the Michigan Court of Appeals reversed the lower court, thus permitting the Amish to mark the outline of their buggies with two inch-wide strips of reflective tape.

Note how they use a rope snapped around the horse’s neck to hitch the horse to the hitching post. Also note the amount of mud that has been kicked up against the dashboard.

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Photos From a Long Winter in Maine

This has been one of the coldest and snowiest winters in my 30 years in Maine. I’ve posted a few photos of my “East View” farm where the snow has been endless this year.

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Cow Tipping – The Myth Finally Proven?

Incredibly, Adam would not believe me! By the time my oldest son was sixteen he had gone on many farm calls. Dehorning, delivering calves, rectal exams and treating sick cows were all part of his childhood memories. He was always instructed to mind his barn manners and assist me as needed, i.e. holding nose tongs or cranking the calf puller. Whenever we drove through the countryside, I would educate or quiz him on breeds, type, and age of cattle.

But one day while driving by the Clemedow Dairy Farm, sixteen-year-old Adam casually mentioned that some of his high school friends had gone cow-tipping.

“Adam,” I blurted out, “There is no such thing as cow-tipping!”

“But, Dad, my friends said that you can sneak up on them at night when they are sleeping and push them over.”

“Adam,” I reasoned, “When did you ever go on a farm call with me and see a cow that you thought that you could walk up to and push over?”

But all my logic failed to convince him. The entire incident was forgotten until Adam was about twenty-five years old and sent me this URL: www.timesonline.co.uk/printfriendly/0,,1-2-1858146-2,00 (cow-tipping myth hasn’t got a leg to stand on – Britain-Times Online) Adam wrote, “Wow, Dad, you were right!” Mark Twain once observed that as teenagers grow up they begin to see the “old man” as smarter.

When I was asked to speak to a high school class I decided to make copies of this cow-tipping myth article for the students. After my presentation on the myth of cow-tipping, one young lady in the back of the room asked, “Are you sure?” Then she gave the names of the two boys who claimed to have tipped cows.

Dr. Margo Lillie at the University of British Columbia and her student Tracy Boechlen did a wonderful analysis of the physics of cow-tipping. They concluded that it would take 2.07 people to tip a static cow, with the caveat that it would not resist or move!

As a veterinarian, there were times when I needed to drop a cow to the ground for the purpose of rolling the cow to correct a twisted uterus (usually counter-clockwise) or a displaced stomach (abomasum-LDA—as in counter-clockwise position). Most of the time this did help the cows. In order to drop, or “cast,” a cow, I would administer an intravenous sedative in the tail vein then use a lariat to squeeze a cow down.

Google “cow-tipping myths” to find many interesting articles, and even You Tube videos.

Florida news reporter Eddie Glenn did a very good article on “Cow-tipping: Myth or Reality.” <tahlequahdailypress.com/features/local_story_349092342.html> Tahlequah large animal veterinarian Bill Elliott perhaps didn’t take Glenn’s research very seriously.

“We can’t vouch for the accuracy of the following quotes from Elliott: ‘Cow-tipping? Yeah, we’ve gone out and found entire herds on their sides,’ he said. ‘We try to put them back upright, pointing toward the North Star if it’s nighttime, and toward the east during the day, so they can find their bearings. There are always empty beer cans around, but we can’t tell if they’ve been consumed by the cows or the people who tipped them.’”

And so, the urban legend lives on!

Word of caution—don’t go into a pasture where cows have calves with them or if a bull is present as this could be very dangerous. Also, farmers are now very concerned about biosecurity so that no diseases are introduced to their cattle.

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“While You’re Here Doc”

While You’re Here Doc, Farmyard Adventures of a Maine Veterinarian by Bradford B. Brown, DVM, published by Tilbury House.

What an excellent title for this book, as all large animal veterinarians have heard these dreaded words. Each chapter in this book illustrates how a well-scheduled day can easily be ruined by this unscheduled work. It is said that the great Dr. Delano Proctor of Lexington, KY, put a sign over the door of his new barn, which read, “While You’re Here Doc.” When asked why that sign, he replied, “Because that’s how I got the money to build it.”

If you use James Herriot’s All Creatures Great and Small as the highest standard (score of 10) for veterinary memoirs, then I would rate this book as an 8. My large animal practice experience in Maine began in 1972, which corresponds with the time of some of Dr. Brown’s stories. Therefore, I can affirm that the characters described in these stories exist in Maine without any need of embellishing.

The September 2006 issue of Downeast Magazine an excerpt from Chapter 7. The article was entitled “All Creatures Vicious and Vile” and included selected passages about the pet monkey, Watson.

Even though the characters, animals, and stories are both humorous and compelling, the veterinary medicine is not always accurate. The most glaring example of this point is on page 33 (Ch. 5, “The Horse with the Broken Leg”). Dr. Brown took x-rays of the horse’s “injured front leg” and diagnosed “a simple fracture of the tibia” and a “dislocation of the medial patellar ligament” which are both anatomically located in the hind legs.

His additional comments about the Ruffian tragedy were certainly not based on any real insightful knowledge or experience with equine orthopedics. About 31 years ago Ruffian, the greatest female racehorse of all time, fractured her proximal sesamoid bones in her right front leg during a race. Dr. Brown stated on page 34 that while “only conjecturing,” he believed that Ruffian could have been saved by surgery. He then stated that the insurance money may have been the determining factor in her fate. A quick Google of Ruffian racehorse turns up a Wikipedia article which states that Ruffian underwent an emergency surgery that lasted twelve hours. Unfortunately, during her recovery in a padded stall, she thrashed so violently that she caused catastrophic damage to her leg. She was euthanized for humane reasons.

On May 20, 2005, during the Preakness Stakes race, Barbaro suffered a catastrophic fracture of his right hind leg. Only by an unprecedented Herculean effort, with some very good luck, has the University of Pennsylvania Widener’s Intensive Care Unit been able to keep Barbaro alive to this point. Indeed, on January 9, 2007, Barbaro received additional surgery and continues to be hospitalized. Updates on Barbaro’s condition are available at http://www.vet.upenn.edu/barbaro.

In general, the veterinary medicine described in these stories has been overly simplified for story telling. Readers need to understand that these simplified treatments do not constitute the current standards of care in veterinary medicine. Dr. Brown suffered a stroke in 2003 and was assisted in writing this book by his oldest daughter, which may explain some of the problems with accuracy. Nevertheless, the difficulties and rewards of practicing large animal veterinary medicine in the Maine climate with the unique Maine clientele is very well illustrated and well worth the reading.

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A Typical Scene On A New England Farm

A typical Maine barn built in the late nineteenth century. Note stone foundation used to raise the barn floor to create a cellar. Also, stonework used to create a ramp to the main front door and to the cattle door. This barn is located on Route 32 near Round Pond, Maine. Often new twentieth century milk barns were added to the side of the old barn.

A small herd of Jersey cows have been kept at the Cecil Johnson farm in Wales, Maine, for making butter. This is a typical Maine pasture with a stone wall. Note that this cow was never dehorned.

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