The Fence Post

Well, folks, it’s official: EVERYTHING is going gluten-free these days. Even… fences? You bet!

After all, at Louis E. Page, we like to stay ahead of the curve. (Want to stay ahead of your belly curve? Try going gluten- and grain-free!) And when the world starts talking gluten-free, why not make sure our fencing is, too?

What’s in Our Fences?

Now, don’t worry—our fences aren’t made from buckwheat and oat milk (though wouldn’t that be a sight?).

What I can promise is that they’re 100% free of gluten, carbs, sugar, and, yes, any sort of wheat product.

But what they are packed with is something even better:

Strength

Durability

Quality materials sourced from trusted manufacturers in the U.S., Italy, and China

Because when it comes to fencing, it’s not about the latest dietary trend—it’s about keeping your property secure.

The Versatility of Our Wire Mesh

Speaking of secure, how versatile is our wire mesh?

Whether you're:

Protecting your garden

Building a chicken coop

Keeping your energetic pup (looking at you, Phoebe!) safely in the yard

We’ve got you covered—no gluten required.

A Deliciously Fun Thought Experiment

And just for fun, let’s imagine a world where fences were like food. Could you picture that?

A crispy breadstick fence for the front yard

A nice spaghetti-wire mesh to keep the deer away

Sure, it wouldn’t last long, but it’d be delicious!

Thankfully, our fencing solutions are built to stand the test of time (and hunger).

Sticking to What We Know Best

So, while the world figures out its next food craze, we at Louis E. Page are sticking to what we know:

High-quality fencing that protects your home, your animals, and your peace of mind.

Got any fun ideas or thoughts on gluten-free fences? Or just need some help with your next project?

📧 Shoot me an email at debbie@louispage.com—I’d love to hear from you!

📞 Give Terry a call at 978-486-3116. She’ll help you figure out your next fencing project.

Wishing you a day full of joy, security, and… gluten-free everything.

Debbie Page

CEO, Louis E. Page Inc.

Woman-owned business and family-owned since 1893.

(It adds up to over 131 years owned and run by our family. Think about it: Nobody stays around in business that long without really supporting customers so they want to come back!)

 In the Beaver’s Lodge

You never know what may turn up when you go out for a walk in the forest. I’m always looking for animals and listening to the various birds. And, of course, my eye is always on the lookout for fences. Yesterday was no exception.

An Early Spring Walk

The snow has melted in my neck of the woods, except for a few small patches here and there. We’re having an early Spring, and I am thrilled. I thought perhaps I might see a red-winged blackbird. On the first walk, I passed a pond with cattails, a common resting place for these birds. We looked and listened but didn’t see one.

We heard and then spied the hawk flying overhead. We picked wintergreen, and I taught the two young grandchildren how to chew on the leaves to extract the excellent taste. We dropped a few leaves and sticks into the flowing water and ran to the other side of the bridge to see them traveling along. It was a delightful day.

A Peaceful Happy Place

They went on their way, and I headed for another walk to the beaver pond, my peaceful, happy place. Rarely do I pass a person on this trail. Stone walls line much of the path, and I wonder who lived here so many years ago and what they did. Were they sheep farmers? Most likely.

I walked to the beaver pond, hoping to see a beaver and an eagle. I sat on the bench for a while and saw a large black bird atop a pine tree on the other side of the pond. I couldn’t tell if it was an eagle, and I didn’t have my binoculars. I didn’t see a beaver, either.

I walked to the old beaver lodge and was delighted to see it was still intact after winter.

A Surprising Discovery

I walked a bit more, thinking I needed to spot a fence. As I returned from my endpoint, I spotted two green things coming out of the beaver lodge. Getting closer, I discerned them to be steel T-posts, just like the ones we sell.

Lo and behold, who would have thought I’d see those in this wilderness, especially sticking out of the beaver lodge?

Life’s Fascinating Moments

Life is so fascinating, especially when we are looking for something. Are you looking for your fence and posts? I’ve got you covered with our top-quality fencing and steel posts.

👉 Check out my website or give my team a call at 978-486-3116. We know how to do fencing. And we’d love to serve you.

Warm regards,

Debbie Page

CEO, Louis E. Page Inc.

Woman-owned business and family-owned since 1893.

(Your continued support fuels my dedication to excellence, backed by those 131 years in my family, and thus I remain steadfast in my commitment to serving you with the utmost integrity and professionalism.)

 When the Rooster Crows . . .

What was the first alarm clock? Levi Hutchins made the first American alarm clock in Concord, New Hampshire, in 1787. Here’s the funny thing: it only alarmed him at 4 a.m. to wake him for work.

Four o’clock is early for most Americans. It certainly is for me. I’ve had two situations when I got wake-up calls at four: one was when we had roosters, and the second was when I was living on a fishing island off the coast of Maine. The lobstermen headed to the pier at four every morning.

When the Rooster Crows . . .

My Rooster Story

As a senior in high school, my advanced biology class required science projects from each of us. For my project, I chose to incubate fertilized chicken eggs. I opened an egg each day of incubation and preserved the developing chicken in formaldehyde in used glass baby food jars. It was a fascinating project, and one I’ve never forgotten. I let three eggs hatch and ended up with two hens and a rooster.

My siblings and I played with the chicks for several weeks and were delighted to watch them grow into full-grown chickens. As the rooster matured, he began taking his place on the fence post and crowing at 4 AM. Oh my gosh, how my parents were so patient, I don’t know. My mother, having grown up on a farm, had heard that all her years. My father? I’m not sure.

Sunday Dinner Surprise

One Sunday, friends from church came for Sunday dinner. My mother made fabulous dinners every Sunday. Often, she left a roast cooking while we were at church. There was always a Jello salad, fresh yeast rolls, and an absolutely divine dessert. She made the most marvelous pound cakes, lemon chess pie, lemon icebox pie, and her famous fruit cobblers in the summer. (My mouth is drooling just thinking about it!)

Sometime after the friends left, I noticed my hens were missing. Yes, my mom said, the Franklins took your hens to their house, as they have a chicken coop. I couldn’t believe it, but I consoled myself, thinking they were going to a great home. One day, a few weeks later, my friend Cheryl, the new owners' daughter, announced after Sunday School that they had eaten my hens for their Sunday dinner last week! What? I was appalled. Had mom known all along that was the plan? If so, she never let on.

At least I still had Javalon. (How in the world I came up with that name, I do not remember.) Javalon enjoyed playing badminton with us. He would chase after the stray cock, grab it in his beak, and run away. I always sent my younger sister to chase after him—until one day…

He had enough of chasing and turned and attacked her shins! Poor thing. She was running as fast as she could to get away from him. That’s when Dad said, “We’ve had enough of this rooster waking us up at 4 AM. And we certainly won’t allow him to harm any of us.” We never saw Javalon again. Where did he disappear to? I never knew.

The Sacredness of Four O’Clock

There’s something sacred about getting out of bed at four o’clock. Several years ago, I started that as a new habit. I followed that routine for about a year. Recently, I was reminded in someone else’s email that I had adopted that habit. I felt a bit lazy for not continuing it. Maybe I’ll go back to that. I love that early morning when all the world around me is still asleep. Perhaps I’ll get a rooster to be my alarm clock, though I prefer hearing the lobstermen at four.

Fence Posts: More Than Just Support

Whatever I do, I will always have fence posts for my aviary friends. Though not their purpose, they serve beautifully as perches. Even though my chickens and roosters don’t typically perch on metal posts, they like the wooden fence posts. The birds enjoy the wooden stakes in my garden. Even the owl perched on one of the stakes for several weeks.

Every fence needs posts, which come in pine, cedar, metal, and polypropylene. We sell them all to meet your specific needs.

Our steel T-posts are available in:

Green, galvanized, or black (6 ft only)

Lengths: 5, 6, 7, 8, and 10 feet

Weights: 1.25# or 1.33#

Studs spaced uniformly along the length of the “T”-shaped post.

Choose Your Project, Choose Your Fence, Choose Your Posts!

We’re here to help you decide and order. 📞 Call us at 978-486-3116.

Warmest of my regards,

Debbie Page

CEO, Louis E. Page Inc.

Woman-owned business and family-owned since 1893.

(So 131 years ago, our family ancestor Louis E. founded the company!)

Can AI Replace 50 Years of Real-World Fencing Expertise

Just got back from a 3-day AI conference, and my head is SPINNING with what’s coming down the pike.
Here’s the deal:
AI and automation are making waves across industries. But while everyone’s focused on the flashy new technologies, there’s something worth considering...

The Fencing Industry in a Changing World
The fencing industry, like many others, is evolving. Material costs fluctuate, availability shifts, and timing matters more than ever.
At Louis E. Page, we’ve stayed consistent through decades of industry changes. We continue to offer:

Transparent pricing
Quality materials
Personal service that technology simply can’t replace.

Why Human Expertise Still Matters
The best fencing solutions have always combined quality materials with thoughtful design. Zoos, solar farms, and DOT projects across the country rely on fencing that delivers security and performance day after day, year after year.
While we embrace technology where it enhances our service, we know that algorithms can’t replace the human expertise that helps match you with exactly the right fencing solution for your specific needs.
The true cost of fencing isn’t just about today’s price tag—it’s about durability, performance, and peace of mind over time.
That’s why informed property owners are seeking expert advice before making decisions that affect their security and budget for years to come.

Meet Our Experts: Terry and Jeff
Terry and Jeff, our fence experts, bring a combined 50 years of real-world experience to every consultation. They’ve helped countless clients find the right solution for their unique challenges.
📞 Call Terry at 978-486-3116 for straightforward advice about your fencing needs.
No gimmicks. No hype. Just honest expertise from someone who understands what works in the real world.

The Bottom Line
Because when it comes to protecting your property, nothing beats human experience and judgment.
Not a robot,
Debbie Page

🌍 We Have Amos and Andy and Isabelle!

This is a continuation of Daniel and his three goats.
It wasn’t long before Penny’s delivery time arrived. (Penny was the pregnant goat I mentioned yesterday, but I failed to mention her name!) Daniel checked on her frequently, and one morning, close to lunch, he came and got me from my office to let me know she was in labor.
As a labor and delivery nurse, I was excited to attend the birth.

A Goat Birth Story
As I got to the goat shed, I quickly assessed the situation and could tell she was in trouble. The second kid had managed to get its hoof past the head of the first kid. Donning gloves, I attempted to push the hoof back behind the head, but to no avail. I tried a second time. I tried for a third and final time.
You might wonder what the nanny goat was doing with all this ongoing intervention. She remained calm and unphased, other than her laboring to deliver her goats.
Recognizing we needed professional help, I told Daniel to run to the house and call Eric. (This was before cell phones!) Eric was Ann’s husband and super familiar with cows and goats giving birth. Daniel thought we’d be okay, and I made it clear that we were not! He ran to the house, and within a few minutes, Eric was pulling up in his truck. I was so glad to see him!
Putting on gloves, Eric did what I had been doing—but with much more strength! He succeeded, moving the second kid out of the way, and soon, the first was delivered, followed by the second and then a third!
Triplets!
I just witnessed the birth of triplets, and what a delight and relief. All appeared healthy and robust. Woohoo! I was so excited and blurted out:

“We have Amos and Andy and Isabelle!”


A Nod to the Past
Growing up in the 50s and 60s, Amos and Andy were famous radio sitcoms. My family and I enjoyed many evenings gathered around the radio, listening and laughing. I miss those days of radio productions when you had to use your imagination to paint the pictures in your mind.
It’s one of the reasons I love storytelling with words, not pictures.

Fencing: Painting the Picture First
Planning for your fence projects is precisely the same thing. First, you paint the picture in your mind, then draw it out, and then physically create it on your or your customer’s property.
One of our customers has been super busy with customer projects, most of them involving panels. Wire mesh panels are one of my favorite products. They come in many different sizes and finishes, from:

Galvanized before weld (GBW)
Galvanized after weld (GAW)
Vinyl-coated (VC) in black or green
Stainless steel
Check out Louis E. Page for more information and photos!
Wire mesh panels have numerous uses, from decks to balconies to machine guards. Start planning today!

Warm regards,
Debbie Page
CEO, Louis E. Page Inc.
Woman-owned business and family-owned since 1893.
(Without question, that is 131 years owned and run by our family!)