Luci Byrnes of Hancock recalled a story her father, Leo Cormier, told about the Depression. Supplies were short and even though his family of eight—six kids and two adults—lived on a farm in Dalton, food wasn’t plentiful either. Some relatives from Maine began showing up on Sundays expecting dinner, which was okay for a few weeks, but the visits became a burden after awhile.
What to do? Something subtle, perhaps?
Whether it was mother or father who came up with the idea, it took two of them to carry out the plan. After dinner, they put the dirty dishes on the floor for the dog to lick clean.
The dog did a fine job.
Then, the coup de grace: they picked up the dishes and put them into the cupboard.
The Maine relatives never showed up for Sunday dinner again.