Damn! I remember it like it was yesterday, but actually it was about a quarter century ago when I first met Vincent Keely and his son, Brian.
It was Halloween day and I had just started my new job as a reporter for the Biddeford-Saco-OOB Courier.
Back then, the Courier office was located on Washington Street in Biddeford, directly across the street from the Wonderbar restaurant.
At that time, the Wonderbar (as I would soon find out) was a political and social epicenter, where everyone felt comfortable knowing that their conversations were confidential, off-the-record and checked at the door. It was also a comfortable haven for those of Irish descent.
It was a place where political deals were struck, but more importantly it was a place where everybody knew your name, comforting and familiar, sort of like the television show Cheers.
And now it is for sale.
Back to Halloween 1998.
I left the office to pursue a feature story about downtown merchants handing out candy and other goodies to small children. Brian Keely was standing in the middle of the road, wearing a chef’s apron and clutching a rubber chicken in one hand and a toy axe in the other.
I had no way of knowing back then that Brian Keely and I would become close friends.
I soon became a regular at the Wonderbar. I don’t have a drop of Irish blood in my veins, but the Wonderbar became my home away from home.
I would marvel at the way that Mr. Keely — with his mischievous grin and a sparkle in his eyes — poured a pint of Guinness, forming a shamrock in the foam of the beer. That was a trademark of the Wonderbar that I have not seen since.
Every time, I met a new woman to date, I would bring her first to the Wonderbar for a drink. Following my date, Brian, Vincent and other regular customers would rate those women, always with a chuckle.
I recall late nights hanging out with former school superintendent Kent Webster and some members of the school board after school board meetings, and I remember watching Super Bowl games from my favorite seat at the bar.
Soon after my first date with my wife, Laura, I brought her to the Wonderbar for inspection and evaluation. On the next day, I got a unanimous thumbs up from Vince, Brian and some regular patrons. Who knew then that I would eventually become married to that woman?
My friendship with Brian Keely grew stronger with each passing day. We started a call-in political “talk show” on Biddeford’s public access television channel and later served together on Biddeford’s Downtown Development Commission.
I asked Brian to be the best man at my wedding. He readily agreed.
Laura and I held our wedding reception in a function room above the bar and restaurant.
The Wonderbar was and remains as an intrinsic part of my life. And although now it is for sale, I hope that my memories of the iconic business will endure.
I spoke by telephone with Mr. Keely a few days ago. He told me that he purchased the Wonderbar nearly 30 years ago in 1992 from Edward “Ted” Truman.
I asked why he was selling the business.
“It was a matter of time,” he said. “Covid didn’t help matters any.”
Keely will soon be celebrating his 87th birthday. He said he routinely has back pain and often feels weak when standing too long.
“I didn’t get any help from the city, the state or anyone else,” he said with a tone of frustration.
He said he has had several calls from potential buyers, but most of them were “tire-kickers.”
For me, the Wonderbar was always so much more than an Irish bar and pub. It was my home.
To Vincent and Brian, I offer this Irish blessing “May the road rise to meet you; May the wind be ever at your back; May the sunshine warm upon your face; And the rain fall soft upon your fields; And until we meet again; May God hold you in the palm of his hand.”
Originally published on March 24, 2021 in the Saco Bay News