Parker Snead was a Captain, a Husband, the Forestport Town Supervisor; a Forestport Man. Below are excerpts from his poetry:

FROM: ‘FORESTPORT MAN’

We hear the old snow plows, they shake this old cat house,

Snowmobiles are whining,

The furnace is humming, we get as comfortable as we can,

Another day comes to an end for the Forestport man.

We all hear the phone ring and after talking for a while,

A conversation with a good friend has caused me to smile,

We talk about getting together as soon as we can’

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