06/01/2026
Dick Jerolmon’s history of the Vassalboro fire department
by Mary Grow
Dick Jerolmon’s May 24 talk on the history of the Riverside Hose Company and the Vassalboro Fire Department was partly a reunion.
Jerolmon named many people associated with the organizations from the 1960s on. His audience in the Vassalboro Historical Society meeting room included some of the men he identified, and more of their widows and children.
The focus was on the Riverside station in the southern part of Vassalboro. Jerolmon and, later, Bob Dore, son of former fire chief Jerry Dore, explained how, in the 1960s, Riverside residents became concerned about how far away they were from the fire station in North Vassalboro.
In those days, Dore reminded the audience, trucks were slower and roads worse than they are now.
Many Vassalboro men served as Augusta firefighters, Jerolmon said, both before and after the city rescinded its ban on non-resident department members. In 1963, the City of Augusta replaced an old fire truck, a 1937 Dodge with an open cab – and Riverside residents got it.
Its first home was a pole barn, offered by Paul Browne at his Maine Breeding Coop on Riverside Drive.
Not long afterwards, a farmer named Edgar Bailey donated a piece of land on the east side of Riverside Drive for a fire station. Jerolmon described Dick Jose, the Dores and others rounding up gravel trucks to haul enough gravel from Herbie Sargent’s old pit to create a level spot “big enough for a two-car garage.”
“I don’t know if Herbie Sargent ever knew about it,” Jerolmon commented.
Local residents built a two-bay fire station on the site, named the Bailey fire house in honor of the landowner.
Jerolmon still remembers taking the 1937 truck to one of his first fires, in a barn converted to a chicken-house off Quarrie Road. Freezing rain and sleet coated the windshield; the two men leaned their heads out on each side. They were guided by the sound of the tires on the roadside gravel: no sound meant too close to the mid-line, four noisy tires meant almost in the ditch.
Bob Dore said the civil defense agency donated a second truck. For some years, he added, the station had only one door, for lack of money for a second. Department members had to maneuver carefully to get both trucks in and out.
Later, Jerolmon said, Vassalboro sold the 1937 truck to Starks firefighters as their first truck, after demonstrating that it could sit on a bridge and pull water from the stream below.
The Riverside Hose Company remained a separate organization until 1980, when its members and North Vassalboro’s agreed on a combined board of directors. In deference to the older organization, Riverside’s head was a captain; the fire chief was in North Vassalboro.
Jerolmon and several audience members described Vassalboro’s early fire alarm system. It consisted of red phones in certain houses, including Jerolmons’, Dores’ and Howard and Simone Antworths’, three in the Riverside area and five in the North Vassalboro area.
A fire call would reach either or both groups of households. Whoever answered would take the information and start dialing the other numbers on the list of firefighters.
If the fire were a major one, the red-phone household members followed up by organizing coffee and refreshments – from the Dore house, fresh-baked blueberry muffins – at the fire stations.
Jerry Dore’s daughter Peggy commented that these connections made the people on her household list “just like family.”
Also part of the family, she said, were members of the Fishkill, New York, fire department. Jerolmon explained that his brother lived there, in a town with four stations and a policy of replacing equipment every 10 years.
Vassalboro people would drive to New York and come back with their vehicles loaded with ladders, generators and other items. Fishkill people came to Vassalboro and parked their campers in the Dores’ driveway, Peggy Dore said.
Until the 1980s, Jerolmon said, Riverside Hose Company got no town money. After an addition to the firehouse provided space, residents organized suppers and other fund-raisers, including the Labor Day fair, which gained national and even international fame.
George Gould wanted national sheepdog trials to be held in Vassalboro, Jerolmon said, but participants wouldn’t come so far east for one fair. Gould persuaded Blue Hill fair to hold trials, too – and two trials bought the nationals, with at least one participant from Scotland.
The frog-jumping contest was a fair event several people remembered. Peggy Dore won one year with a bullfrog; she said he “made it to the outside ring in three jumps and then he ate one of his competitors.”
Jerolmon said two enterprising young girls used to catch frogs in a nearby pond and sell them to would-be contestants.
Another shared memory was the clock on the Riverside station wall. Firefighters wanted a record of how fast they responded to a call, so they ran a string from the nearest fire truck to the clock’s electrical cord: when the truck moved, the string pulled the plug and stopped the clock.
Eventually, someone replaced the string with a stronger one. This string pulled the cord – and pulled the clock off the wall. It was dragged to the fire and back.
Bob Duplessie, son of North Vassalboro chief Norman Duplessie (who served from 1963 to 1978, according to the 2019 town report Jerolmon distributed copies of) talked about the North Vassalboro department. Its first two successive fire stations were on Oak Grove Road beside Outlet Stream.
American Woolen Company, with its large mill on Main Street, was a supporter of the fire department, Duplessie said. In 1947, the company provided an air horn to be used as a fire signal.
The town was divided into numbered districts, and the air horn blasted out the number. A button on each red phone activated it; if, for example, the fire was in district 18, a householder would press the button once, pause, and press it eight more times.
The horn also signaled the 9 p.m. curfew. Duplessie got to use it when he turned 15; he joined the fire department at 16.
Multiple participants in the discussion commended Vassalboro firefighters and their supporters for their willingness to donate their time and service, and to face the risks of fire-fighting.
Scott Antworth, Howard and Simone’s son, remembered when he was about six years ago “visiting [my] dad in the hospital – again – after he’d been pulled out of a burning building.”
The firefighters were “invested in their community,” he said, adding, “typical of Vassalboro.”