I Love That Cartoonish Tugboat Stack In The Background

Photography by David Robert Crews

This is at the end of Baltimore's Broadway. You are looking out at the tops of a few really cool watercraft being enjoyed by festive folks, at dockside, during the Fells Point Fun Festival in the new millennium year 2000.

Looking West On Thames Street From Broadway

Photography by David Robert Crews

Pink Dog With An Attitude

Photography by David Robert Crews

The Spanish Stage

Photography by David Robert Crews

Spanish Dancer

Photography by David Robert Crews

The Love Zone

Photography by David Robert Crews

Strolling Past Flashbacks

Photography by David Robert Crews

Catfish Hodge

Photography by David Robert Crews

Classic Rocker

Photography by David Robert Crews

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1968 Era Baltimore and
Northern Maine adventures of
a Rock n’ Roll, Blues loving, Mod kid.

If ya wanna see just how hip and happening Baltimore was back in the 1960s, then David Robert Crews has some interesting and entertaining stories for you about
Baltimore Mods, Beatniks, Ted’s Music Shop,
Sherman’s Book Store, General Music Record Store,
Baltimore’s first head shop The Psychedelic Propeller,
and a teen nightclub called The Bluesette
where Mod kids from in and around little ol’ B-town
enjoyed great, Rock n’ Rolling times together.

On June 5, 1968, David graduated from high school
in the suburbs of Baltimore;
in November of ’68, he moved to Northern Maine,
where he became a bear hunting guide
and wild and woolly country girl’s delight.

David fit right in with the native Mainers way up north,
even though they were about a solid year behind Baltimore in all things hip and happening.

And Baltimore’s teens and young adult Hipsters were
actually about a year and a half behind the
young people of the West Coast and New York City areas.

In Maine, Dave rode snowmobiles like crazy, had stupendous times with the teens in and around Patten, Maine, learned to drive Maine’s rough and tumble backroads and woodsroads ‘like a ringin a bell’, and he tracked wounded bears at night – sometimes all by his lonesome and never with a firearm.

Really cool old photos and well written stories about it all are available for your viewing and reading pleasure and excitement at:
http://katahdinlodge7photos.blogspot.com/

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My Short Stories About Being A Maine Bear Hunting Guide and Country Girl's Delight

Here is a guide to my stories about being a Maine bear hunting guide and country girl's delight up in Patten, Maine at Katahdin Lodge and Camps. I will provide links to each of these stories, where they are published on a Maine web site. Some stories are on several web sites

Just keep in mind that I need some professional editing help and I also need to do some other 'sprucing up' of them in order for me to be completely satisfied with these written works--but the stories sure as hell are interesting, entertaining, a tad bit educational, and (according to thousands of readers so far) fun to read anyways.I hope that you enjoy reading one or all of them.

The House Fire is a nice, but scary one (it scared me when it happened, that's for certain). This one is for good gentle and not so gentle folks of all ages.

The Day I Fell In Love With Patten Maine ain't nuthin' like you will expect, and it is a mind blower. It's a real, small town, soap opera scene, and a teenagers' thrill a minute experience.

An Italian Nice Guy is a good bear hunting story that is really a chipmunk story. It is actually good for kids to read. No bears are even shot at in it. It is fictionalized a bit, but mostly true. I expanded on what I knew about Tony and his family, but they had to be real nice people.

Here also are copies of emails exchanged between myself and the Italian Nice Guy's family confirming that I wrote his story well.

The Rocket Scientist is a crazy trip about a genuine Washington, DC Rocket Scientist. It is about one of any hunting guide's worst fears and dangers.

Jungle Dirt is something which stands on its own. It was my first attempt at fictionalizing a true story. It is about a Vietnam Veteran's experience when he went bear hunting in Maine just three days after coming home from fighting hard for a full year 'Nam. It is a good story for all of us Vietnam Era Veterans and others who care about us, and how we were treated in America during and after the Vietnam War. Just about the only fictional parts have to do with the me making some descriptive guesses about the Nam Vet's mother and a small amount was expanded on to the guy's stepfather's description. Boss Hog on the Dukes of Hazard did look exactly like that friggin' jackass of a stepfather though.

Easiest Way To Carry A Dead Bear is a nutty piece, but it does give a damn good hunting tip. It gets right loony, ain't no doubt about it.

Bananastien is about young adults testing the limits in 1969 Patten, ME. Part of it gets real wild on the back roads.

Driving Northern Mainer Style is a basic "how to guide" on driving on those wild and woolly, climbin' and droppin', twisty and hard turning country and backwoods roads up there in Maine. And also how not to drive them roads. Within that written piece, there is also a story about how I nearly 'bought the farm' early one morning up on the Washburn Road, where it goes into the small city of Caribou, Maine. Ya' better tighten y'ur seat belts for this one.

My VW Bug Trip To Maine has a hilarious bear hunting scene in it, it's a hoot, and the rest of it is a wild, funny, and very, very happy story. It was about a trip of mine to Maine while I was on leave from the Army just after I had graduated US Army Photographic Laboratory Technician School, and before I was assigned to duty over on Okinawa. This story goes from Patten, ME down to Dundalk, MD and through a bunch of quite memorable experiences.

Then They Own You takes place in 1979, when I tried to work for my Aunt Martha and Uncle Finley Clarke in Maine one more time. They simply had no appreciation for anything that I did for them. They wanted me to work my entire life for them at Katahdin Lodge without receiving a salary and while they seriously mistreated me. I did have some great times at Katahdin Lodge, but it wasn't worth the emotional abuse that they heaped upon me. Neither my Uncle Fin nor Aunt Marty ever said one good word about the work that I did for them. To this day, they refuse to acknowledge what I did up there, when a Baltimore suburbanite kid went way up into the Great North Woods of Maine and became a bear hunting guide and country girl's delight who never made one serious mistake while living and working there.


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My Other Web Sites

The Way That I See It Is...---a blog about anything and everything I want to blog about. Lately, it's a lot about International Super Scammer John. D. Infantino, who is still out there adding to his millions of victims all over the world. In America, he specializes in putting the screws to American Military Veterans. But none of the many in our government and media whom I have made sure know what Infantino does will do anything about him.

Blue Skies Over Dundalk Maryland---is about my hometown. A thoroughly misunderstood place, which is the brunt of massive disrespectful misinformation and self-righteous humor by the Maryland media and a million other ignoramuses. It has wonderful photos and truthful text about the real Dundalk.

David R. Crews' Ramblings and Photos---this site features greet photos and text about areas in Eastern Baltimore City and County that I love. Dundalk is in Eastern Baltimore County, but it needs and deserves to have its own site built and maintained by me.

Northern Maine Adventures Photo Album---this one began as a place to post and share my snowmobile photos from 1969, and tell how fantastic motorized sled riding was up there in those days. Then I realized, if I had been a kid from rural Western Maryland, who got his first rifle at 12-yrs-old and went deer hunting with it, lived and worked on a farm, that kind of guy would be expected to fit in well up in the woodsy country life of  Northern Maine. But I was from the suburbs of Baltimore and hung out downtown with other rebellious - avant garde - Mod Kids, going to Rolling Stones Shows, boppin' up and down crowded sidewalks of streets in popular shopping areas, and on real cool back streets and alleys too. Then I went to Maine - where they was way back years behind Baltimore in all things hip & happening in the groovy '60s, and I fit right in with them Mainer country folk. Maine was lots of hard work, lots learned, plenty of fun, good times with good people. It was quite the "boy comes of age" adventure.

Northern Maine Adventures---this features parts of my whole Maine story that are not in my short stories, which are published on several web sites in Maine. It is a well composed, entertaining look into the life of a kid from suburban Dundalk, Maryland who moved up to Patten, Maine and fit right in with the country folks living there, and became a bear hunting guide and country girl's delight. You can have a real good, interesting time on the Internet while viewing the photos and reading the text and stories on this site. It does, though, deal with emotional abuse that I suffered because of the way that my aunt and uncle in Maine treated me. But the very fact that I have written it all out in such an informative yet entertaining way and have had various parts of the whole story published all over the World Wide Web and read by thousands of people is a great triumph for me.

30th Artillery Brigade Okinawa 1970-71---is about my time as a US Army photographer assigned to peaceful, but wild and crazy, Okinawa, during the Vietnam War. It starts off with a great set of photographs from back then, most were taken the day the Army donated baseball backstops to Okinawan Schools. Then it deals with a very crappy situation that I was forced to endure, which still affects me to this day. I was illegally assigned as brigade photographer for the 30th Arty Bgde, and the photo lab I worked in was totally, completely, militarily illegal and immoral. This was devastating to me. I have been struggling to prove all this for over three decades, and now I am in a running battle to prove the full facts of my story. This is about fighting for what is right. The fighting is getting way more intense and about to get very interesting. I am battling to have the record set straight.

An American GI On Okinawa 1970-71---this also deals with the crappy situation I suffered through on Okinawa, but it goes into the wild and crazy kinds of times that many of us lower ranking GIs shared over there back then. It also tells of the great friendships we formed amongst ourselves, our music listening pleasures, the way we lived in our barracks, the bar and red light districts, plus true stories about our asinine leaders and our good leaders too. And how we got along with the residents of a foreign land. Fortunately, I have a natural need to write about the good times as well as the bad, this will help you to understand all that my time on Okinawa means to me.

Duckin' and Divin' Techniques of a Recycle Ranger---a blog about gathering up previously owned, currently unwanted items that are still good. I tell you about some of my best and worst finds, how to be safe and sanitary while dumpster diving, and how make the best uses of what you yourself may find discarded in a dumpster, at the curbside or in the alley on trash collection day, or anywhere it may have been discarded. America is very wasteful; take advantage of that sad fact. And enjoy reading the fun stories about Duckin' and Divin' that are on my blog.