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SNAPSHOT: FRANK ("Kid Montana") SERVIDIO

Occupation: I was born in 1919 in Livingston, Montana, and became a country

Western musician. During World War II, I was a colonel and fought with the

army in Tunisia, Africa. Now I'm retired.

In my 5-piece band known as "Pickers and Fiddlers," I play banjo, guitar,

mandolin, piano, accordion or carpenter saw. One of my specialties is playing

"Flight of the Bumble Bee" on the carpenter saw... and on the guitar (but not

at the same time)... while holding the instrument over my head.

I also played for 25 years at the Danbury State Fair in the Gold Town Music

Hall with Ginger Mae; and with "Red Brigham and his Rough Riders" on the last

day of the fair in 1981.

I'm shown on the Great Danbury Fair video that was just released, riding on a

float. There are still copies of that video available if you call

1-888-449-8800.

How long in Newtown: We have lived at 12 Castle Meadow Road since 1955.

Family: My wife, Dorothy, and I have been married 53 years. We have two

children --a son, Frank, and a daughter, Cathy Young, who works at the Drug

Center.

Pets: We have one cat named Chester. He's so sweet. When he goes to the door,

he asks to be let out by saying "Me-OUT?!" in a soft little voice.

Hobbies: Gardening has been a big hobby for us. We have one acre of land and

half of that is garden. I put up windmills and Venetian blinds that rattle in

the wind around the garden to discourage the birds and pests.

We used to grow all kinds of vegetables and huge tomatoes and Dorothy was

really into canning.

Biggest change in Newtown: One thing would be the prices going up.

When "Montana and his Rangers" were playing at Solly's Wayside Inn on

Dodgingtown Road in 1939, I remember that spaghetti and meatballs were 95

cents. And you could get a real salad then. Not what we get today that looks

just like cabbage.

Philosophy: I don't really go in for that kind of thing. But here are some

things to think about.

One is a poster that I give to my friends. It says, "I'm lost and I've gone to

look for myself. If I should return before I get back, please ask me to wait."

The other is, I like antique cars. If you see me riding down the street in a

light blue 1984 Plymouth Reliant, just wave, don't hit me!

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