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| Loading pulp paper at Eastport. In the 1840's a ship landed from Europe almost daily. |
James Fallows - Authors - The Atlantic: "Greetings from the American city closest to Europe, and first to see each day's sunrise: Eastport, Maine, which Marketplace will describe in its broadcast on Friday and which we'll say more about starting tomorrow. The scene above is of an unimaginably vast warehouse full of bales of Maine hardwood pulp, destined for mills in Asia.
The "pulp," which I had envisioned as a kind of slurry, turns out to be thick sheaves of papery material, which will then be re-ground and turned into high-quality paper in Chinese, Korean, and Japanese mills. Each of the small footlocker-sized rectangles shown above weighs more than 500 pounds. We watched them loaded into a Norwegian-flag freighter, with a Filipino captain and crew, at the Eastport dock at a rate of 28 tons (one of the truckloads below) every 90 seconds or so."
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Fishing towns are no strangers to tragedy. It is the most dangerous job, after all. In 2005 a trawler from Port Clyde, Maine went down in rough seas. Only one survived. At the iconic Marshall Point lighthouse the town built a memorial to all those from the St. George port lost at sea. 
Its annual `rock the dock' party raises money to maintain the memorial. But this year it honored Dylan Gold and the funds were raised for the medical helicopter service Life Flight of Maine and the local St. George ambulance squad. The event was held under a huge tent at the wharf of the Mohegan Boat Line where an out of control car wrought havoc last summer, careening down the dock, killing nine year old Dylan Gold of Massachusetts, and severely injuring his mother and two others. The 
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