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Bigfoot Notes

Components of toy happenings so far…

1) Found regional objects (“junk”).

For Billfork (Spring 2012) and Lion’s Roar (Fall 2012) this came from sites of torn down houses and structures in Herman Park each. For Bigfoot, outside the protection of Frank and Herman Parks, the objects were found at the Plateau of Raw Art (site of old high school). Ruins are a key link. The smaller art event called Falmouth (Spring 2013) also contained some junk objects, most of which were old bottles. Same story there: came from nearby site of old house. Billfork and Lion’s Roar had a lot of bottles as well. Then there’s the basically unpotentialized Whitehead Crossing with its 55 or so bottles laying around in a pile.

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And *then* there’s Rust Spot with its cache of metal stuff. 😮

2) Marble Race Track

The first marble race tracks of happenings set up in Billfork and Lion’s Roar were linear, with the end separate and unrelated, let’s say, from the beginning. For Bigfoot, end loops back into beginning potentially, or they are directly up and down from each other at least. This mimics the idea of Opus 19, where the bottom of the track is directly below the top. If you had some kind of pulley system, the race could potentially be made perpetual.

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Opus 19 in 1990 art exhibit

The marble race in Bigfoot was somewhat bigger than in Billfork and Lion’s Roar as well. All use 0-27 gauge model railroad track, of which I have probably 70-80 pieces by now.

3) Toy avatars

Billfork had no toy avatars except for the marbles (which count, despite the opinions of the Mmmmmmm’s). Lion’s Roar contained a couple, or at least I especially remember order barking Sue. The Sharieland art event (Fall 2013) excels here, with a good number of toy avatars involved in building and maintaining a central road through the rocks and sand of Erath on Earth Creek at Heart Lake. Sharieland is also where Billy J. Thornberry made his first appearance in a toy happening in the role of Lazy Sideburns Man, famously destroyed by Hater the Cow there. Of course he later reappears in Bigfoot as iron smelter Taum Sauk and also, briefly, as LSB’s twin brother Daisy at Whitehead Crossing, deemed The Leader (Spring 2014: 1 2).

Toy avatars appear quite early in my blogging experiences, way back in 2008 at TILE Creek, which can count as the first toy avatar happening. But there it was pure toys, with no junk and marble track (except for a couple of rustmobiles, i.e. old tin cans). I suppose we can call it the Jonesborough Happening. Nothing really has gone on there since then.

I keep stockpiling toys, which can be found very cheaply at flea markets and such.

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You have to have a right combination of the above 3 to make a true art happening in my opinion. And that’s what occurred at Bigfoot.

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Probably…

… heading to Ashville this weekend, or at least Fri night and Sat day. Will probably head to Dead Center Hill with Edna (but not Dead Center Hall). We’ll both take plenty of pics I’m sure. Fall hiking season is winding down or has wound down, what with the coming of a cold weekend in Blue Mtn. (I’ll be away thankfully) and the end of daylight savings time Sun. Will I switch creative blog energy back to Second Life? A possibility. Another possibility is working on sunklands.com and perhaps MapS or UMapS. Billfork. I’d like to keep a steady virtual presence — galleries and temples and overarching towns and such. The good news is that Collagesity is still certainly around. Didn’t give up my Noru land. So I have a foundation already in place. But should I just move the town elsewhere? Perhaps Yd Island — and expand it? Probably not. Will probably just build on what I have in Noru. What have I learned, then, this fall hiking season. I deem it very successful. Well, all the things I discovered in Ashville only verified that it is a nice place to live. Not quite as nice as Blue Mtn. during its peak months (March-May, Sep-Nov), but better in other times perhaps. Winters not nearly as harsh in Ashville… big plus. Summers — we have the whole urban jungle to explore. I don’t get into the woods in the summer, usually, with an exception being the exploration of Con Creek in 2012. I thought Frank and Herman Einstein would focus almost exclusively on the woods, as I shifted away from Second Life as the latter gradually died out. Hasn’t quite happened that way.

I did try to hike today, and it makes for perhaps an interesting story. I was planning to hike on the Bill Mtn. road, but I was strangely blocked. There was a car parked in my usual spot there, just off The Way. An old car of some sort, refurbished. I parked off the bank of the road, then, and proceeded down the dirt Bill Mtn. road, intending to get to at least Tiny Wiltshire and perhaps the creek behind Rust Spot. Well, someone had altered the dimensions of the road a bit, and plowed it deeper, making it difficult to pass the wet spot near the creek at its beginning. While attempting to get around this literal road block, a park ranger’s car got stuck just off the Way between my car and the antique car. It kept spinning and spinning its wheels, and then the ranger turned his blue lights on. This was still just above me as I continued to try to figure out a way to get past the swampy area in front of the creek — no success. So at one point I went up to the ranger’s car, joining another, and asked if we could push him out. Turns out he was stuck on the pavement itself, and would have to be towed. So I continued my walk down the creek, and gave up going to Bill Mtn. after reaching the point where it flows under The Way. Was finally getting the message. Oh, I got the dreaded wet foot at one point. Then I thought, well, I’ll just cross the road and head to Whitehead Crossing perhaps. But this was not to be either. I decided just to return to the car; at this point the ranger’s car had been dislodged. Edna was about to get off work and I phoned her. I would do something with her instead.

Is Bill Mtn. somehow cursed? I’m beginning to think so, as this is not the first time strange doings have occurred that turned me away from this place. Rust Spot remains an iffy visit. It shouldn’t be that way.

What if it’s a meth lab instead of an “alien lab”? No… thinking about it only a little further and I have to go with the alien infestation hypothesis still. They *know* what I’m taking pictures of. And for the record, I had my camera with me this day, ready to record again. Hmm.

There’s still a chance I’ll have a woodsy hike on Thursday before we leave Fri for Ashville. And then upon our return Sat night I can hike on Sun, which should be chilly but sunny. So there’s a little bit of a hiking season left, potentially. But I don’t think I’ll attempt Bill Mtn. again.

Hucka D.:

Whitehead Crossing would be an option. Harrisonia… you didn’t give it enough of a chance. What can I say about Bill Mtn. that hasn’t already been said?

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Hucka D., what is the relationship between Bill Mtn. and Dead Center Hill, remembering that you called it Bill Hill at one time?

Hucka D.:

As you’ve guessed, I cannot make comments about that much. A transfer of energy has taken place. Blue Mountain to Ashville.

bb:

Is this further deflection?

Hucka D.:

Do not go too far into the Bill Mountain mystery.

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Does…

Hucka D.:

Yes(!) Dead Center Hill is *not* offbounds, at least by our judgements.

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Hucka D., it’s simply too odd that there’s a black and white rock framing Epsi (near northern edge of Bill Mtn.) and then a red rock appeared at the creek just below this past winter. You talked about a red rock in Epsi at the time. Black, white, red all over. What’s black and white and red all over is Epsi.

Hucka D.:

Maybe.

bb:

Can I go to Espi on Thursday and perhaps Sunday.

Hucka D.:

Epsi is on the margin. There’s a black side and then white. Epsi is half and half. See red.

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“Contraption”

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“Contraption”

“So I made this new collage while we were interpreting “2989”, Hucka D. And it contains the lone lego creation left *out* of the latter, substituted by the green man removing his head in front of the second easel.”

Hucka D.:

It’s the first, but go ahead.

bb:

The Green Man mirrors The Emerald (green grass top of land between Little Whitehead and Whitehead Streams)…

Hucka D.:

Go ahead and show the base photograph [for “2989”].

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bb:

Well, I can’t find it Hucka D. A mystery in itself?

Hucka D.:

The Green Man represents The Emerald, the grassy patch atop the plateau between Whitehead and Little Whitehead. How about Rock?

bb:

Oh… yeah. Here’s The Emerald. Full bloom.

Hucka D.:

That’s looking from the opposite direction as [the base photo for] “2989”. Now this gap in the collage where you can see The Emerald is interesting, because you first had The Contraption there, per the overall paste, then you removed The Contraption so you could see The Emerald better in this gap, and then you put a miniature version of your Falmouth Gallery structure there, removed that, and then put the Maine painter, removed her, then inserted the Green Man, who had already appeared in several Stonethwaite collages, the last one — “Cover Up” I believe — related directly to the green algae of an English Lake District tarn.

bb:

Tarn of Leaves, yes.

Hucka D.:

So it was logical to include the man here as well to represent The Emerald. This is his ultimate destination, actually. He *is* The Emerald now.

bb:

Is it Edwardston?

Hucka D.:

Could be. Anyway, that’s the story of the gap[ in “2989”] and why The Contraption isn’t there. That’s the history.

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“Green Man is again accompanied by Gray Man, Hucka D. Just like in “Forgotten Green” and “Cover Up”, the 2 other places he appears in the Falmouth collage series so far. Gray is lack of color. But of course there’s also Gray Rock nearby with its topping Seal Stone.

Hucka D.:

Two things placed one on top of the other, like the Green Man’s head and body or torso.

bb:

Back to “2989”… The picture represents the crossroads, and Whitehead Crossing. But through another recent collage, we understand that The Crossroads is at Big Log, perhaps marked by nearby Orange Hill. In the collage I speak of — “Jasper 04 Revisited” — a rock shaped like a tombstone with an etched in cross is placed atop this hill. It appears just below the middle of Big Log, where Pooh left his honey for 4 Sticks guy in another, smaller collage.

Hucka D.:

That collage [will be discussed next], so go ahead and put up a pic.

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That’s part 2 of the 2 part animation.

Hucka D.:

Why does Pooh leave this gift for 4 Sticks? He knocks but no one is home in the village. The Pooh gift sits atop a prominent hump of the log. (pause) The number 2989 appears below Pooh’s wagon with the honey. As this animation collage comes directly after the collage called “2989” with this same wagon appearing, among many other lego built objects, we know this is a continuation of some sort. But also keep in mind if you will that the Big Log collage here was created *last* year — it’s really the first Whitehead Crossing collage, then. Big Log is the entrance to 4 Sticks. 4 Sticks does not rule Edward’s Stone or The Emerald or Little Whitehead. That’s off limits.

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How come?

Hucka D.:

We, the bees, had something to do with it. Originally, we were set up in a hole nearby — where the spout is now. The rocks of the spring there now cover the hole for protection. We suspect Uncle Zoe and Aunt Joe were involved[ again].

bb:

So your people were originally set up right next to Little Whitehead. Quite fascinating.

Hucka D.:

Indeed. The Emerald was off limits for building, but a special kind of structure — atomic building block — was created to safely build there. Kind of like Karoz[ for Gene Fade].

bb:

It was a kind of virtual reality.

Hucka D.:

Yes. Now look at “2989” in this new light, with this new knowledge.

bb:

Pooh, rejected by 4 Sticks, must have come to The Emerald to make his new home.

Hucka D.:

He provided the honey to our bees.

(to be continued)

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Chat, Hikes

“Collages are coming in right and left, Hucka (!)”

Hucka D.:

Pressure creates art. You are seeking help. Art responds.

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Have even revisited Greenup Gill now[ in last 2 collages, completed just yesterday].

Hucka D.:

You are playing the border between animation and collage. You see how hard it is to make good, competent animation. It really should be *lived*.

bb:

Interesting, Hucka D. Oh, I need to talk about my hikes this weekend. And last weekend, actually.

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Hiking season perhaps has officially opened, with 2 nice mountain hikes this weekend, both in Frank Park. But to back up, *last* weekend I also hiked in Frank Park and also Mytholopolis on Saturday. No pictures from the latter, however — forgot to take my camera along with me for the 50 minute drive. To summarize, what I basically discovered was an alternate or *southern* route from Carrcassonne into the heart of the new Mythos, or Redlands as I’m calling it now. I’ll attempt to provide types of maps asap.

Now to Frank Park. Last week I revisited Bill Mtn., but was quite depressed still about my interim evaluation and the whole work situation now. So I *dwelled*. Instead of walking toward the summit, I headed away through southern meadows toward places not seen in a while, including a ridge between Bill Mtn. and Frank Lake that I’d earmarked for a possible toy happening some time ago — a flat, relatively clear spot centered by a hemlock. The former passage into this clear space had now become overgrown with rhododendron. It was effectively sealed off, and if this was my first visit I probably wouldn’t have even known there was a clear space back in there. Not sure exactly what this means — must return when I’m in a better state of mind. The meadow just south seemed to contain poles marking some kind of, I’m not sure, race? Anyway, that added a little to my depression for some reason. Maybe just another human intrusion into a former pristine settin. Oh, and *guns* were being shot not far off. Hopefully not in Frank Park itself! But I think hunters are around the edges of the park. And I heard them again the next day, if I remember correctly. Upsetting. Started in the afternoon both days.

It’s difficult to write about my Frank and Herman Park hikes without pictures. I’ll try to put what I have on the blog tonight so that I can write more effectively later on. The 2 hikes this weekend were more successful, and both days I explored new territory, especially yesterday (Sunday). Found another hutch in the woods where someone perhaps got refuge from the elements at times. Bullrocks type rocks below it… this would be the summit of Greene Knob. Or maybe that’s Gene Knob. Should Gene Knob be a new blog category?

Hucka D.:

I’m back. Yes, Gene Knob should be a new category. But don’t call it that. Think of Allen Knob to its west north. Think of Green Stream between. Allen the Purple Martin.

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Red Rock (Collage 12)

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Very bizarre seeming, Hucka D. I don’t like the blood splatter.

Hucka D.:

Neither do they (!). The splatter stands for the red rock and the pointy stick beside it. The rock is blood, true. True Blood.

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Is it simply the noise that bothered them?

Hucka D.:

No. They want to…

bb:

Communicate.

Hucka D.:

Yes. All Seeing Eye. Colorado. Seal. Highlighted Snoopy Nose, like in Shot 61, I believe you’ve numbered it.

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Numbered by someone else.

Hucka D.:

That shot was influenced by The Bills directly.

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Interesting.

Hucka D.:

It is (!) How did they do that?

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Let’s see: *noise* was highlighted by visuals in that shot.

Hucka D.:

Correct, good. Dog. Good dog.

bb:

So The Bill are trying to tell me through this that they did those mistakes in 61.

Hucka D.:

61 is highlighted elsewhere. Rat, for example. And Andromeda[ Strain].

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12:06pm:

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So back to the collage (now finished, I believe). The hand is an alien one, seeming to emerge from the rhododendron to deposit the namesake red rock on the ice bank. Red is also on the hand in the form of (fake) blood, as in a movie. The collaged hand is that of not Jack Nicholson’s, as you would imagine if you knew the related scene from The Shining, but Stanley Kubrick’s himself. This is the broad scene…

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Danny writes “REDЯUM” in lipstick on the bathroom door. When Wendy sees this in the bedroom mirror, the letters spell out “MURDƎЯ”. Jack begins to chop through the door leading to his family’s living quarters with a fire axe. Wendy frantically sends Danny out through the bathroom window, but it will not open sufficiently for her to fit through it herself. Jack then starts chopping through the bathroom door as Wendy screams in horror. He leers through the hole he has made, shouting “Here’s Johnny!”, but backs off after Wendy slashes his hand with a butcher knife.

Hearing the engine of the snowcat Hallorann has borrowed to get up the mountain, Jack leaves the room.

… and this is the part about it being Kubrick’s hand that reaches through the door, and from a specific source…

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After Wendy Torrence has managed to get Danny out of the window, her husband breaches the Bathroom Door and removes the panel closest to the door-handle. After some theatrics, he reaches into the Bathroom to try and turn the key to the Door. Wendy Torrence strikes his Hand with her knife – and his Hand is left with a fairly sizable slash mark. Given the significance of what I have recently described in relation to this Bathroom Scene, it is appropriate to note that the Hand we see entering the gap in the Bathroom Door does not belong to Jack Nicholson, it is actually Stanley Kubrick’s. This point was raised in one of the ‘Makings Of’ “The Shining” – the speaker citing the rationale that ‘he just wanted to do it himself for some reason’. I believe the reason he chose to use his own Hand has been clearly explained by the details in Key 6. His own personal appearance in this scene might be the last known instance of him appearing in one of his films. The only other instance I know of occurred twenty years prior to “The Shining”, when it’s believed he made a brief appearance in Lolita, disguised as Humbert, crossing the threshold into Clare Quilty’s mansion. As far as I know these are the only two occasions when Stanley Kubrick ‘put himself in the picture’.

Hucka D.:

The hand is then alien to the actors in the film — it’s the maker of the film’s instead. And this is the same for the situation in Frank Park. It’s the maker of the park. True.

bb:

Hmmm (again).

Hucka D.:

Do you not believe me?

bb:

Not sure, Hucka. Can you explain more?

Hucka D.:

The park — parks — are a virtual reality, just like a film. The “director” reaching through and displaying his own hand for those that know is a telling sign. Just like in The Shining for Kubrick’s hand, as your mata has guessed. He knows more than he’s letting on( however).

bb:

Let’s see… the red rock is like the splattered blood from the suddenly slashed or cut hand. It’s not a deep wound on the hand in the movie. The splatter even seems to make a meaningful pattern, and I’ve directly transferred this splatter into the collage. Lucy from Peanuts pulls a football away from Charlie Brown, making him fall down. But in the collage, Charlie is missing, although his “air trail” is still mainly present. In depositing the red rock on the bank, the hand risked exposure, and is slashed.

Hucka D.:

The rock *is* the slash.

bb (looking again):

Okay, thinking more down to earth, I could have slipped on that ice on the bridge, just as Charlie Brown (missing) did when Lucy yanked the football away. So it’s me that could have slipped and been hurt. Not slashed probably but still hurt.

Hucka D.:

Yes. But probably not as well.

bb:

Okay… the slip is a *reverse* of the blood splatter. It *slips back* onto the hand.

Hucka D.:

Correct (?)

bb:

In the collage, nothing is hurt, is injured. The injury is reversed back onto the hand. The “director’s” hand then retreats back through the broken door panel — unharmed. The All Seeing Eye is probably that of the same entity. As Kubrick probably created the film mistake over Snoopy’s nose, so we have the same type of effect in Collage 12 here.

Hucka D.:

The title is “Rats!”.

bb:

Thanks for that. Snoopy’s image comes directly from the Peanuts curtain in shot 61 — the same kind of curtain, I mean (and not a direct cull from that scene). Next might be the separation and categorization of black and white rocks. Black and white and then red all over. Red Rock.

Hucka D.:

Correction. The title is “Red Rock”. Sorry.

bb:

That’s okay. “Rats!” may be used later.

Hucka D.:

Apologies once more.

bb:

It’s okay; don’t worry( about it).

Hucka D.:

Black and white rocks next, then!

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(12:23: larger ring effect on Peanuts curtain drape as dr. closes case; Snoopy’s nose highlighted)

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Bull Rock

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DIXFIELD — The beloved official town mascot, Bullrock the Moose, became a casualty of Wednesday evening’s ferocious thunderstorm.
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Wednesday evening’s winds from a powerful thunderstorm toppled Bullrock the Moose, Dixfield’s mascot on the Village Green. The 11-year-old statue also had dry rot, which contributed to its downfall.

Strong winds knocked down the full-scale wooden sculpture, which had been standing in the Village Green since 2000.

“I heard the sad news of Bullrock’s destruction shortly after we opened (Thursday morning),” Charlotte Collins of the Dixfield Town Office said.

Wind was not the only factor contributing to the moose’s demise. Bullrock had developed a bad case of dry rot in his chest as well as his front right leg, making for an already unstable foundation.

Bullrock is named after a local legend, according to town records. The story goes that a wandering moose journeyed from the back side of Dixfield’s Sugarloaf Mountain, approached a formation known as Bull Rock on Sugarloaf and became so entranced with the beauty of the valley below that he lost his footing and plunged over the side to his death.

“Today, Bullrock’s spirit can be seen in the majesty of our forests and the steadfastness of our people,” according to town reports. “He not only symbolizes Dixfield’s colorful past, but represents a strong and steady future for all of us.”

Bullrock the statue began April 18, 2000, when Ted Walker of Peru began carving him. Money was provided by the Economic Development Council.

Walker took two weeks to complete Bullrock using 150-year-old white pine for his body and Norway pine and spruce for his legs and antlers. Falls Taxidermy supplied his big brown eyes and Dan Anctil supplied the log at Bullrock’s feet.

Bullrock was hoisted onto a concrete foundation by Anctil’s log loader and bolted tightly to the concrete slab.

As of early Wednesday afternoon, Bullrock remained in pieces on the ground on the Village Green.

“I have a feeling that Bullrock may rise again,” Collins said.

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This image shows the original artwork from which the official Town of Dixfield Seal was developed. This representation of the Town of Dixfield was drawn by Letty Ellingwood and evolved into the official town seal. Shown are the Sugarloaves Mountain, Bull Rock, Webb River and Valley, moose, and wildlife. Dixfield’s mascot is a moose named Bull Rock, and its motto is “We Strive.”

Bullrock is back!

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DIXFIELD — A stronger, bigger and more resilient Bullrock arrived at the Village Green early Friday afternoon after more than a year of work to replace the town’s mascot.
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Wood carver Ted Walker of Rumford anchors Bullrock to his platform early Friday afternoon.
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The first Bullrock rotted from the inside after a few years, but this time, creator Ted Walker of Rumford took steps to prevent a similar demise.

The 9-foot tall, 1,500-pound moose is on a pedestal at the entrance to the Green along Route 2 near the village. It’s carved from pressure-treated wood, has some rubberized parts. It’s hollow but looks like a traditional wood carving.

Bullrock’s head is topped with a set of real moose antlers donated by a local hunter.

Norine Clarke, the driving force on the Dixfield Economic Development Council, said funding for the new moose came from insurance and large and small donations from area people.

A Welcome Bullrock party is set for 5:30 to 6:30 p.m. Thursday, June 21, at the Village Green. A commemorative cake and punch will be served.

A stuffed moose created by Laurie Taylor and Moose Is Loose T-shirts designed by Hot Colors will be awarded to several of those attending who sign up at the event.

Bullrock was driven from Walker’s home on the Swain Road to its new home by Twin Rivers’ owner Alan Elliott and two employees. They used two of the company’s trucks to move the moose and other items needed to set it up at the Green.

Dixfield Police Department officer Anne Simmons-Edmunds provided an escort into town.

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