The Writer Fisherman

George J. Lambert

The Writer

February 15, 2018

Last week we traveled to the Caribbean island of Grenada to enjoy a brief respite from the harsh winter of 2017/2018. There is nothing quite as relaxing as lounging on a sugary sand beach under a brilliant blue sky when the thermometer registers 85+ degrees.

Among the sights we visited was the Grand Etang (French for large pond) National Forest Reserve to see waterfalls and feed the wild mona monkeys. Although wild the monkeys come out of the rain forest when they hear a vehicle approaching on the chance that the visitors will be carrying bananas.  They were not disappointed when we arrived on the scene.

Like most tourists to the Island, we took a tour of a chocolate factory and a rum distillery. Just how some South American natives  discovered, many years ago, that the seeds of cacao pods could be converted to tasty chocolate is somewhat a mystery
but I am glad they did.  The  rum distillery that we visited, River St. Antoine, was established in 1785 and has been in continuous operation since then, making it the oldest rum producer in the Caribbean

We stayed a a wonderful 5 star all-inclusive resort, the Spice Island Beach Resort, located on Grand Anse (French for large handle) Beach that stretches over 2 miles and is considered the best beach in Grenada and possibly the entire Caribbean region.

October 10, 2017

To celebrate our wedding anniversary, our 51st, we decided to visit the land of St. Patrick, Ireland. With its iconic castles and medieval churches, Ireland traces its history to the time of the Viking raiders and Norman invaders, both of whom left their indelible marks on the culture and architecture of this wonderful
island nation. 

It seems unbelievable that any countryside can exhibit so many different shades of green. Stone bordered fields where black-faced sheep and dappled steer graze lazily dot the rural landscape. Ruins of long abandoned homesteads compete with quaint   villages for the attention of the passing tourists anxious to capture the scenes on their smart phones and expensive digital cameras.

The most lasting memory of Ireland , however, is the hospitality and graciousness of its people. With their inveterate good humor and marvelous story telling bent, the  Irish make even the most blasé travelers feel right at home no matter what their ancestry.

                                     Tower at Cliffs of Moher

                                          Blarney Castle

                                Ashford Castle Hotel from arrival launch

June 13, 2017

Well, I just finished the last of my travel trilogy that includes Around the World in 70+ Years–Travels of A Provincial Man, In The Good Old USA, and My Maine. As the names suggest, the first book covers my trips to international destinations, the second covers only cities in the US, and the final is dedicated to Maine venues. Now to find an interested publisher.

March 3., 2017

As winter of 2017 draws hopefully to a close, we decided to spend a week  in the US Virgin Islands. In the past, we had stayed at the Caneel Bay  and Westin Resorts, both on the lush and idyllic  island of St. John with its wonderful National Park, but this time we opted for the more commercial and lively St. Thomas. While we much prefer St. John and probably would not stay in St. Thomas again, we did have a wonderful trip.

With temperatures in the toasty 80s and brilliant sunshine, the weather proved delightful considering that it was 10 degrees when we left Maine and our lawn was still covered with at least 2 feet of snow. We really, really did not miss Maine at all.

Among the  experiences that we enjoyed were a sunset dinner sail on a sleek catamaran (with all the rum punch one could drink) , a guided tour of the entire island with a visit to its  highest point, called Mountaintop, that overlooks the port of Charlotte Amalie, the capital of St. Thomas, a ferry trip to the Caneel Bay Resort on St. John for fantastic lunch, and  a day at Coral World with its underwater observation tower that allows one to view sea life in its own environment.

As the saying goes, a picture is worth a thousand words, so here are several thousand utterances.

February 8, 2017

Seems incredible that we are now into another year. Although the presidential election is  behind us, we seem to be still in campaign mode, based on the vitriolic political postings on social media, the 24/7 media reports on the developments inside the Beltway , and the acrimonious  divisions within the country. Before too long the 2020 candidates will be vying for our undivided attention. The thought of another political season debuting soon makes me somewhat nauseated. Remember Congressional elections less than 2 years away!

What's new on the writing front?  Not much I'm afraid.  I am still working on the same manuscripts that I mentioned in my last posting.

November 9, 2016

Last month, on October 8 to be exact, my wife and I celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary and treated ourselves to a  trip to Spain.  For the first time, following the sage advice of our long-time travel agent with AAA, Ruth York, we booked a tour instead of doing an independent trip:  our experience with Tauck Tours could not have been better. Our tour director, Patricia Hunting  from San Francisco, proved to be a fountain of historical information, an enthusiastic and passionate admirer of all things Spanish, and a great storyteller with a terrific sense of humor. And, she is completely fluent in Spanish. 

We began our tour in Barcelona the capital of the semi-autonomous Catalonia region near the border with France, flew to Malaga on the Costa del Sol on the south coast, enjoyed a luxury bus ride to Ronda with its famous chasm traversed by the so-called Puente Neuvo or New Bridge (somewhat of a misnomer since it was built between 1751 and 1793), continued on to Grenada home of the Alhambra Palace, then traveled  to Seville with its magnificent and expansive  Plaza de España  built for an exposition in 1929, next to Cordoba home of the Mezquita or Mosque Cathedral whose interior covers 6 acres, and finally a high speed train trip took us to Madrid where our tour came to an end (but not before a guided tour of the artworks in the Prado). 

We  extended our trip be spending a few days in Santiago de Compostela where the Santiago Cathedral is home to the "butafumeirio" or swinging incense burner that flies over the heads of the congregants at  speeds of over 40 mph. Santiago is also the  western terminus for the El Camino or The Way, the pilgrimage route used by religious pilgrims  since the middle ages that begins in the Pyrenees in southern France and continues for more than 500 miles across northern Spain. Today, El Camino attracts not only the religiously motivated but also long distance trekkers with no other motive than enjoying a long

In addition to visiting with knowledgeable local guides numerous museums and monuments, places of worship including cathedrals, mosques, and synagogues, some dating back to the 12th century, we stayed in historic and elegant  hotels like the Palace Hotel in Madrid, the Alfonso X!!! in Seville, the Alhambra Palace in Grenada   and were  entertained privately by a fantastic Flamenco dance team in Seville and in Madrid were serenaded by singing troubadours dressed in  medieval  Castilian garb.

September 1, 2016

Another summer season in Maine is waning.  The weather has been exceptional for our tourist friends that keep our economy robust.

I continue to work on several projects simultaneously–perhaps that explains my state of confusion. While trying to complete a couple of travelogues, I have gone back to a couple of novels to see if I could get them finished but, alas, I am still revising and editing. Here is the introduction from The Seaside Avenger:


He sat on the wooden bench, gazing absentmindedly at the pink rosa rugosas that framed the blue outline of Mt. Agamon rising from the ocean waters on the distant horizon. The placid sea near the rip-rap breakwater calmly lapped the small sandy beach where decaying seaweed deposited by the storms of the last few weeks baked in the noonday sun, emitting noxious odors more reminiscent of sewer plants than seaside resorts.  In the quiet waters, pairs of Old Squaws and a solitary Bufflehead lolled about looking for morsels while brazen gulls soared gracefully overhead, ever vigilant for discarded sandwiches, cones, and other edible human discards. Periodically the roar of a powerful diesel engine broke the pleasing sounds of nature as it pushed a lobster boat around the floating buoys that matched the color and design of the one attached to the top of the boat’s cabin. Silent sails stretched taut by a fresh breeze pushed agile pleasure boats in the sparkling cold waters just as the whale watching boat came down the river on its afternoon cruise, loaded with anxious tourists and headed for the open ocean in search of the large mammals that plied these coastal areas at this time of year.   For a July day in Maine, the scene was indeed picture perfect, as good as it got.  In this postcard setting, he finalized his plans and reviewed them over and over in his mind – he was now sure that she would be dead by this time next week.  At least, that is what he hoped.

And so the writer continues to toil, alone with his keyboard, trapped in his own imagination...

June 7, 2016

Yep, I'm back at the computer and writing away.  My current project is a book about my travels, tentatively entitled
Around the World in 70+ Years–Travels of a Provincial Man, that tries to convey through words and photographs the beauty of some of the many places I have visited over the years, the Eiffel Tower, the Tower of London, the Vatican, the Coliseum, the Canals of Venice, the San Marco Square, the Alps, the Dolomites, the Grand Canyon, the Scottish Highlands, the waters of Hawaii, of the Caribbean, of British Columbia, of Labrador, of New Brunswick, of Québec.

This work required that I  sift through boxes and boxes of photos, scan the selected pics into my computer to create a digital format, edit and crop the images particularly  the older scenes taken with less than optimal optics, and finally identify where the photos were taken. It has been a tedious process but I am happy with the way it is going.  When will it be complete?  It depends when I decide that it is long enough–it is now some 270 pages long!  Some people are just too long winded...

Here are some photos that may appear in the book.

Mangia Tower on central plaza, Siena Italy

Matterhorn, Zermatt, Switzerland, with appelhorn players for wedding at Riffleberg chapel

Grand Canal with mooring poles, Venice, Italy

Lake Lucerne, Switzerland, with wooden bridge in background

 Thiou River in Annecy, France, known as the Venice of France

Pisa, Italy, famous leaning tower

February 27, 2016

The closest I have come to writing recently is to visit Hemingway's home in Key West. I hope that the tour of his island home will inspire me to return to my computer and to produce a memorable literary work.

I think, however, that it will only lead me to think more about fishing.

March 28, 2015

Just a few weeks ago, it seemed quite impossible that anything would emerge from those massive snow banks on my patio and my front lawn much before June but sure enough patches of lawn are now visible and my teak table that winters al fresco has shed its winter coat.

Still waiting for the publisher to produce Oh Why, Oh Why Do Animals Have tails-enough said about this frustrating waiting game!

February 18, 2015

Gone are Labor Day, Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Year, even Valentine Day and yet no new additions to my site. 

Well, the "Writer" has not done much writing recently as he was dealing with a bunch of health issues that, I am glad to say, have improved tremendously. I am still waiting for my publisher to finish production of Oh Why, Oh Why Do Animals Have Tails mentioned in my last entry.  Dealing with a new editor can try a man's soul and indeed has done so in this case.  Nevertheless, hope springs eternal.  In my optimism, I can foresee that this book will be out before the snows melt here in Kennebunk, which could be next June be the looks of the landscape. 

July 19, 2014

     Oh Why, Oh Why Do Animals Have Tails has been accepted by my publisher and is now in pre-production. That is, it should be in pre-production if the publisher had not lost the cd with the text and layout. Hopefully, the replacement submission will not be lost.

June 2, 2014

      Nearly half of 2014 is behind us...already! And another book has been sent off to the publisher. Oh Why, Oh Why Do Animals Have Tails?  is a photo illustrated "read to" book f or young children. Now I can finish Camaron The Color Blind Crimson Crab, another story for children while continuing to research a project on the 1st Marine Division from the south Pacific in WW II to Korea during that conflict. Hopefully this will be the break through year when one of my novels makes it into print

January 8, 2014

     Goodbye 2013; hello 2014!

     Finally after nearly a year in limbo somewhere in the deep recesses of my publishing house, Gulliver "G" Goose has been recovered, illustrated, and yes, published.  After much apprehension about the artwork, I must say that the illustrations produced by the publisher are just fantastic, greatly surpassing my expectations.  So, I guess the overall frustrations with the lengthy process that included several  submissions due to misplacements/losses, changes in editorial assignments, miscommunications and no communications now seem acceptable given the final product.


   Yup, I have several other works in the hopper including another work for youngsters, entitled Cameron The Crimson Crab. Poor Cameron is the only red coconut crab on an island of blue coconut crabs.  Coconut crabs, in case you did not know, are the largest land crabs with shells that extend over 3 feet. They live on South Pacific islands and do indeed eat coconuts that they crush with their powerful claws. More about my other works at a later date.

June 6, 2013

      Forget about writing: the fishing is too good!  So, look at  The Fisherman on the next page.

April 13,2013

     Any spring this year?  I guess it remains to be seen as we got a touch of snow even yesterday.  I am truly ready for some warmer weather to grab my rods and don my waders for a little river action.

     My publisher managed to misplace all the materials I submitted last fall for Gulliver G. Goose.  So I had to start over again.  Heaven knows when this book will be ready now!

January 10,2013

     And another year has bitten the dust, never to return! It seems that, once one reaches a certain age, the passage of time accelerates geometrically. What felt like an eternity as a child is now but the batting of an eye.  Enough philosophizing for a windy winter's day.

     Although my writing endeavors continue, they do so at a slower pace, given the holiday season, board commitments, and, yes, perhaps a touch of indolence. With the beginning of a new year, hopefully my efforts will be more constant.

     I am still waiting for the artwork for Gulliver G. Goose-The"G" Stands For Graeme, which has been accepted by my publisher and is currently in pre-production.  This is the first time that I chose to use the publisher's art department for the illustrations so I am somewhat anxious about the final product. We shall see, n'est-ce pas.

August 28, 2012

      It seems impossible that the summer of 2012 is drawing to its unofficial end on Labor Day in just a few days. Although I have yet to receive my copies, my latest children's book, There's A Barn Up Ahead, There's A Barn, has come out of production and is available to purchase online. With admitted prejudice, I must admit that I like the  cover design.

Now that this work particular work is complete, I have resumed toiling on other pieces. A writer's work is never done!

May 28, 2012

     On this Memorial Day, my thoughts turn to my oldest brother Armand who, on 21July1944, lost his life during the Marine landing on Guam in the Marianas Islands of the south Pacific.

     I never met Armand for he enlisted in the USMC before I was born and never returned to to our hometown before he got killed. Among her papers, Mom kept a telegram from Armand in which he congratulated her on my birth. Somehow it always seemed a bit odd to read a congratulatory telegram about my own birth from a brother that I never knew.

     Armand's remains never made it back. His name is listed among the missing on the Memorial at the Cemetery of the Pacific in Honolulu.

    As I grow older, I often think about my unknown brother and wonder what he would have accomplished in life had he lived beyond his teen years.  I wonder, too, about his Australian fiancée Pamela.  She always occupied a special place in my heart because she sent me a toy koala as a birthday gift when I was just a toddler. What was her life like after the loss of her Armand? Of course I also think about Mom and Dad, who fondly remembered their oldest son until their own deaths and often anguished over what might have been had Armand never enlisted. And,on this memorial day I also remember my other brothers that served in the military , Larry, Paul, John, Bill, and Lou. 


      ARMAND LAMBERT                                               PAMELA TAAFFE 

April 17, 2012

     Although this is tax day, I vow not to rant about the IRS. Nevertheless, I cannot help but wonder how certain Hollywood and sports personalities are allowed to owe millions in unpaid taxes when the average Jane or John is threatened with enforcement actions like seizure of home or bank accounts if taxes are not remitted promptly.  Just curious!

     On the writing front, I am still in the process of trying to nail down the last few releases from the featured photographers for the barn book project.  It seems to take forever to get the signed documents to satisfy the publisher.  But the end is in sight!

     Work continues on other projects but nothing is ready to shop around to publishers yet. Enough about my writing...let's go to fishing below!   

March 25, 2012

      And now another book for children has entered the production  process, There's A Barn Up Ahead, There's a Barn!  Yes it is oddly enough a pictorial book about barns, round barns, square barns, red barns, white barns, barns in Maine, barns in Canada, and even barns in Croatia. The photos are marvelous and all but a few that I took were graciously contributed by professional and amateur photographers from throughout the globe.

     I have always held a particular fondness for these agrarian yet majestic structures that dot our rural landscapes but that are sadly disappearing from the American scene at an alarming rate. My hope is that my book might spark some interest in conserving these historic structures.

     Now that Barns  will be published, soon I hope, my current writings are focused on a historical biography of people with whom I share something quite personal:my name. While doing some research, I accidentally found a site about people name George Lambert, which motivated me to write a book about some of these characters.  So Those Other "Mes"  presents interesting vignettes of artists, singers, musicians, athletes, soldiers,  and clerics My work on several novels also continues.        


November 26. 2011

     Mrs. Lambert, Madeleine, and Mom is now a reality, completing the Lamberts of Sand Hill trilogy. Work on several other books continues unabated. But, I have just come to the realization that my literary endeavors must be suspended shortly for that delightful activity called Christmas shopping.

     While my avoidance of malls in favor of cyberspace for my seasonal purchases may not permit me the full enjoyment of Yuletide?pepper sprayed while waiting several hours in line for some electronic gadget that will either break or be technologically obsolete  by February,  accosted by gun-toting good-fellows seeking to relief me of the burden of my purchases, sloshing through snow, slush, and freezing rain in a hypothermic state?I will gladly forgo these pleasures for the warmth of my computer room, devoid of madding throngs, accompanied only by my cat and perhaps a favorite libation while listening to the a capella rendition of Venite Creator Spiritus by Cistercian monks. 

     Whether  your preference calls for the rough and tumble of department stores, boutiques, and toy emporia or the peaceful solitude of a computer keyboard as the venue for your shopping excursions, may you find everything you seek at low prices.  And  take time to enjoy the season.  Merry Christmas to one and all!


August 8, 2011

     Finally, a signed contract to publish my latest documentary, Eddie, My Old Man!  It represents the second book in the Lambert Family trilogy that began with Brothers and Heroes-A Chronicle of Military Service of Six Americans, published in 2008. Depending on the rapidity of the setup process, Eddie should be out sometime in the fall.  The final work in the series, entitled Mrs. Lambert, Madeleine and Mom, tells the story of my mother and incorporates some of her favorite recipes. This final piece nears completion  and should be ready for submission to my publisher in the fall or early winter.

     After the last books in the trilogy hit the market, I hope to convince my publisher  to get release another story for children, perhaps  Traveler and Fly, the adventures of a pair of foolhardy flying squirrels or Gulliver G. Goose-The G. Stands for Graeme  about an unfortunate goose that suffers a tragic accident.  Then maybe a novel or two will be in order.

April 5, 2011

     The most serious writing that I am doing at this moment is preparing our Federal and State tax returns.  What a  thankless and overwhelming exercise!  I have no idea how the average taxpayer lacking intimate knowledge of our arcane tax laws can even attempt to prepare  his or her declarations without seeking to jump off the nearest bridge...and I say this as a retired CPA.

     Tax simplification, that political mantra that one hears at every election cycle, should have been implemented years ago.  The present hodgepodge of broad loopholes, targeted breaks, social policies,  class biases, that passes as fair tax legislation is, in my opinion, hopelessly beyond repair; it must be torn down and rebuilt from the ground up.Take that wonderful creation called AMT, alternative minimum tax. This part of the code was enacted  to ensure that all wealthy individuals that avoided taxes by taking advantage of the legal provisions of  tax regulations would then have to pay their fair share.  Not only does AMT not secure that elusive fair share from the top income filers but now it reaches down to penalize the members of the middle class:  tax regulations run amok!

      Enough of my rant; I need to get back to my returns!


January 24,2011

      After the completion of our remodeling project in December, we embarked on a month-long trip out west. On December 22nd,together with  our daughter Celeste and her husband Nathaniel we traveled  to Utah to celebrate  Christmas with our son Chris and his wonderful family, Michelle, his wife, and their children, Maddie and Grady.  Although business obligations summoned Celeste and Nathaniel back to MA at the end of  December, Mariette and I toured UT, AZ, and NM for 3 more weeks, returning to Maine  last Wednesday just in time to enjoy the real pleasures of a New England winter : waist high snow and bone-numbing cold!

       So my writing projects have been on hold for a while.  But, on a positive note, before our departure for the wild west, In Maine Woods and Waters got published, the text for Eddie My Old Man was completed, and the introduction and first chapter of the final book in the Lambert family trilogy, tentatively entitled Mrs. Lambert, Madeleine, and Mom, was written.

     Now that the joy of traveling is over, it's time to get back to work on literary projects. I definitely plan to write about 2 unique individuals, a one-eyed cowboy of French Canadian descent and his Native American wife, now both  desert guides that led us on a Jeep trip through the Sonoran Desert

Originals make our lives more enjoyable...and these two are truly original.

September 22, 2010

     My writing, as well as my fishing, have taken a backseat to our construction project.  For the past five weeks, we have been without a kitchen and adjoining family room, and at times without access to our laundry and computer room, as we decided to upgrade our 1978 kitchen into the 21st century.

     The rough-in plumbing and electrical work are done. Today, the cabinet installation should be completed and tomorrow templates for the new granite counter tops will be prepared. After what seems like interminable hours of planning and product selection, progress is visible and the results look great.  Let's hope that everything is in place for Thanksgiving dinner!

June 30, 2010

     In Maine Woods and Waters is now available as a preview  excerpt for  e-readers although it has not been released yet.  The marvels of modern technology! Eddie, My Old Man continues to progress satisfactorily.     Included in the book will be the picture  below of Dad as a member of the Augusta Symphony Orchestra is 1926


May 13, 2010

     At long last, 8 Boys and 8 Beasts has been published and is available online at It is also available through Amazon and Barnes and Noble. In Maine Woods and Waters should be out in about 6 months as the publisher does not want to release more than one book by the same author too close together.  So we wait again!

 April 14, 2010

     Still waiting for proofs!  Publisher continues to tell me that I will receive them shortly. I guess I have a different measure of "shortly".

     I continue to muddle along on other works.

March 21, 2010

    Its now official: my 2 books for children will be out soon.  The Publisher sends a check for $1 as an advance on royalties when the proofs are prepared-my checks arrived Friday.  So I should finally have the proofs in hand this week.

    I am currently working on a book about my father with the working title Eddie, My Old Man. What is particularly interesting for me is that my surviving brothers have agreed to provide their own recollections, anecdotes, stories about Dad.

   Work on my novels is still progressing with frequent interruptions to pursue other documentary pieces.

January 10, 2010

     Well another year has come and gone; hopefully this new one will usher in a better economy   than the last one and will provide work for the many unemployed that are fast becoming desperate and disillusioned.   

      As noted in my last update, I currently have two books for children in the production department of my publisher.  But, waiting for the galley proofs always seems to take longer than it should as I have little patience as a writer.  Encouraged by my recent successes,however,  I have renewed my writing efforts with greater diligence and try to spend part of each day on one of my  projects.  The problem is that I  commence new works without completing the old ones so my inprocess inventory just grows like kudzu in the South.I really need to finish that novel.

November 15, 2009

     Friday the 13th according to some people is a day fraught with bad luck. Not so with me since I was born on Friday the 13th, the 13th  of November to be exact! This year my birthday, which  again fell on a  Friday, brought me nothing but  good fortune: my publisher notified me that two of my books for children had been accepted for publication. So if the timetable for my last book holds true, In Maine Woods and Waters© and 8 Boys and 8 Beasts© should come off the press some time in the spring.  In Maine Woods and Waters© is a photographic book of the animals and fish that one can find in Maine with simple rhymes  while 8 Boys and 8 Beasts © tells the fantastic tale of 8 boys and their unique pet animals, illustrated with vivid pencil drawings. My daughter Celeste who is both an artist and a graphic designer  has agreed to transform my rough sketches into professional artwork. 

September 21, 2009

    The newlyweds have returned from a wonderful honeymoon trip to London, Paris, Mallorca, and Zurich and are now adjusting to married life in the Boston area.

     My wife and I felt we needed a vacation after all the wedding hoopla so we spent a few days in St. Andrews By The Sea, New Brunswick.  Founded by loyalists that remained true to the crown when the U.S. sought its independence, this wonderful seaside resort retains much of the charm of an 18-19th century town.  Its entire downtown area is a historic preservation area. A great place to visit...and to write, if one were so inclined. We also seized upon the opportunity afforded by this trip to visit Campobello Island and FDR's summer home.  Although the Roosevelt estate proved quite modest, the grounds were lovely, with well-manicured lawns and colorful gardens.

   As far as my writing goes,  I am still waiting to hear from publishers on my latest submissions.  Waiting is much more annoying to the person waiting than the one causing the wait, I have learned over the years.

August 7, 2009

     Well, the big day is  nearly here, just a week to go: on August 15th, I will walk my daughter  Celeste down the aisle!

      For a father, especially one who grew up in a family of all boys and who has but one daughter, this will be an emotionally  charged moment. Great joy over her happiness will no doubt be tinged with some momentary sadness  for the inevitable change in our future relationship.  The young woman that  will always be my " Sweetie", my darling girl with dark brown eyes and an infectious smile  will walk into the arms of Nathaniel,  a relative stranger whom she has only known for some twenty years, and he will then assume  the responsibility for her comfort and protection and  will become the one she turns to for help and support in times of need.

      Nathaniel  is a kind, considerate and sensitive young man that  we are very happy to welcome into our family.       Below is the lovely couple.     

Best wishes for your future happiness, Nathaniel & Celeste!

Love DAD! 

June 12, 2009

     Good news!  Yesterday I received notification that my publisher issued a hardcover version of Brothers and Heroes that can now be ordered for delivery in a couple of weeksSo I guess that PublishAmerica must be satisfied with sales. 

     Bad news! Still no takers on publishing some of my books for children, but I had expected that the current state of the economy would make potential publishers a bit cautious.  I am still optimistic that I will eventually find an adventuresome publishing house that will take on these projects. Hope springs eternal.

May 26. 2009

     As we approach May 30, the original date for Memorial Day, I am reminded of all the military personnel that paid for our freedoms with their lives and, in particular, my own brother Armand who died in the initial landing of the U.S. Marines on the island of Guam on 21July1944.Below is a poem I wrote in his honor and included in my book Brothers and Heroes.

A Marine Lost,
A Brother Gone©
By George J. Lambert

No empty boots proclaim his earthly passing;
No rifle with bayonet planted in the foreign soil;
No helmet once full of hopes and dreams and loves;
No flags, no flowers, no headstones, no monuments of any sort.

Only fronds of graceful palms, gently swaying
Above now pure white,  blood-consecrated sands
Caressed by gently breaking, melodic, azure waves,
Attest to that tragic day of 21 July 1944, over 60 years ago.

It was the isle of Guam in the Marianas chain
That Generals encircled on a master battle plan
And determined to free of the entrenched enemy
No matter what the cost, paid in lives of dedicated Marines.

As landing crafts, zigged and zagged and heaved,
While ships at sea and planes overhead provided cover,
Teenage Marines sickened from fear of failing, not of dying,
Drew closer to the infernal smoke and hellish noise and destiny.

At the thud of the bow ramp, the Marines ran ashore,
Proud yet scared, defiant yet anxious, trained yet unsure,
Into waiting enemy gunners, well hidden in the jungle greens;
Amid woeful cries of pain and anguish, the waters turned scarlet.

Those brave Marines began to fall, dead, wounded.
Some barely made it unto the beach and not a step further,
Others were blown skyward as mortars, grenades and mines
Dispatched them quickly, mercifully, anonymously to a better place.

He was there that faithful day, on that strategic shore,
With other fellow Marines whose futures would never come.
When that impersonal mortar shell tore his flesh and took his soul
It doomed him to perpetual South Pacific exile and island oblivion.

His buddies said he died of shrapnel wounds; the Corps agreed.
And after many futile searches over many years, the files were closed;
His remains never found, his body forever entombed on the isle of Guam
As the jungle reclaimed the land and repaired the damage that war inflicted.

A purple heart, a yellowed telegram, a tiny insightful diary,
With pictures of his Marines, detailing deaths, wounds, medals,
The folded flag that graced his empty casket, a few family photos:
Those are the only testaments to my brother Armand?s Pacific sacrifice.

On a stone monument in Honolulu his name stands engraved
Between Private Lamb of Ohio and Sergeant Lamkin of Arkansas

1 National Memorial Cemetery of the Pacific in Honolulu Hawaii

     Let us never forget our fallen heroes!

March 30, 2009

     Since my last entry, I completed two children's books and forwarded them to a publisher: In Maine Woods and Waters© on the fauna of Maine and 8 BOYS AND 8 BEASTS© a fanciful tale of brothers with magical pets. Wonderful photos used with permission from generous and gracious photographers or obtained from public domain sources illustrate the book on Maine animals while my own drawings grace the pages of the beasty book. Since both works use Maine as their backdrops, I contacted a local publisher. Now it is just a question of waiting, and waiting, and waiting. 

     While on hold for a response from the publisher, I am completing another book for older children, tentatively called  Gulliver G. Goose?The "G" Stands for Graeme©. The title character, a mischievous honker from Canada, moves to Maine where he manages to get into serious trouble before extricating himself from his dilemma with  help from an unexpected source.

February 14, 2009

      December 2008, but a fading memory, ushered out a year of  economic malaise that engendered widespread financial panic.  With the advent of 2009, the world  welcomed  the modest hope for fiscal improvements in spite of  the continuing barrage of negativity from the talking heads on the airwaves and the reporters of the  4th estate. Seeking a refuge from this din of impending doom, I returned to writing.

     Now as valentines replace groundhogs,  I have completed a new manuscript that I hope to start peddling to publishers shortly. In Maine Woods and Waters© represents a significant departure from Brothers and Heroes?it is a picture book for young children on the animals, birds and fish of Maine, illustrated with photos of our fetching fauna.

     To find a brave publisher willing to confront  the poor market at present for books of any type is my next challenge. I will keep you posted. 

December 19, 2008

    Outdoors,  fresh  snow cleanses the landscape and bedecks the trees in winter finery;  inside, the fragrant balsam tree, trimmed with wooden ornaments  and strung  with twinkling white lights and  garlands of red cranberries, stands vigil in the corner of the living room, the candle lights flicker  in the frosted  windows,  and a stuffed bear in a drum major outfit sits on a console in the foyer, ready to welcome everyone.  The cleaning is nearly done as well as the  wrapping of gifts.  Now, it is time to  wait  for the arrival of family and that Jolly Gentleman from the North Pole.

Merry Christmas everyone!

October 29,2008

     Since our return last week from an extended trip to Hollywood, CA for a family reunion, Kauai, HI in celebration of our wedding anniversary, and British Columbia,Canada to recuperate from the other trips, I have done little writing. My efforts have concentrated on organizing book signings for the next few months.  I hope to get back to my writing shortly.

September 28, 2008

     Last week, the St. John Valley Times published an article  I submitted to locate boarding school classmates from 50 years ago. Both the high school that I attended in Bucksport and the junior college in Bar Harbor closed by 1971.  With these closures most of the  student rolls  also disappeared.  So, for the last year or so, I have been developing a database of contact information for my former classmates  with a goal of possibly organizing a reunion. The task has consumed more time than I had anticipated but the reward of reigniting friendships from long ago has been worth the effort.

September 17,2008 

    Just basking in the glow of another positive review of Brothers and Heroes!  Last week's edition of the Kennebunk Post contained a full page spread, complete with pictures, authored by staff writer Emma Bouthillette. When one come out of lengthy interview, one always wonders how the finish product will look and how accurate it will be. No need to fear this time around: Emma did a great job.

 August 23, 2008

    Limited activity on the writing front this month as we have been enjoying the company of our son Chris, his wife, Michelle,  and , of course, our precious grand children, Maddie, age 8 and Grady, age 6.   Although the boundless enthusiasm,  inquisitiveness, and curiosity of these children keeps us young at heart, their tireless energy quickly wears out our old bodies.

July 23, 2008

    Daughter Celeste is currently illustrating one of my  children's book entitled 8 Boys and 8 Beasts that I hope to shop around this fall.   Meanwhile work continues unabated on 2 novels. I am also doing research and writing on a couple of documentaries.  So there is just no rest for the wicked!

June 17, 2008

    On June 2nd, I had my first book signing for Brothers and Heroes, in Manchester NH. Although the event was not in the same league as a J.K. Rowling signing, I considered it, nevertheless, a smashing success. Yesterday,  the Association of Franco-American Writers  invited me to participate in a  group book signing at the writers' tent  at La Kermesse Festival in Biddeford that runs from the 27th to the 29th of June. Due to other commitments, I will only be there on Friday evening, the 27th.

    Brothers and Heroes received a favorable review from Juliana L'Heureux in her Franco- American column that appeared in the Portland Press Herald on June 12.  You can read the review by accessing the following address:

On the 26th, Shelley Wigglesworth's column in the York County Coast Star will  include her review that states in part "...a book of heart felt tribute and respect for not just the Lambert family, but to the American family, as well."

April 22, 2008

    Brothers and Heroes is finally available on line; through the publisher's online bookstore at (tab is historical nonfiction) and at by typing Brothers and Heroes or George J. Lambert.  If you enjoy the book, please write a review at either or both sites and here.  In anticipation of your laudatory comments thanks to one and all.