She was pretty. I don’t mean to be macho, or demeaning. That’s what I remember. I meet a lot of people in this line of work. My mind has...

Wow! Look at that red mark on Abel's neck. Ollie must have scratched him. So serious as she spoke. She's got to be messing with me, I...

Someone has to go first. I wonder how they sort it out. Maybe it's a corporate operation. The Big Guy showed up, unannounced, this...

1820. Maine had just become a State. Officially, at least, our ancestors had been living here for a long, long time already. I've been...

I get so excited that I can't stand it. I open my mailbox, and there it sits. A letter from the Pentagon, to me. My first thought,...

Our beautiful State celebrates her bicentennial birthday, this year. 200 years. That's a really long time, from a human being's point of...

She opens the kitchen door slowly, and catches the storm door with her hip, so it won't slam behind her. It's never shut right, it needs...

I took this photo because I want to share a story about my sweet Mother's wedding ring. This simple gold band has been on her finger for...

This is where she sits, out on the back porch. My sweet mother, now in her eighth decade. She wouldn’t allow a photograph, she never...

We've just enjoyed a beautiful Maine vacation season, and before it fades to memory, I'd like to share a story, from another beautiful...

Once again, I'm a contender in the boo-boo of the week contest. A couple nice burns, a few days old, have stirred up some old memories....

I had a busy day, yesterday. A lot to do, and the weather was dreary, heavy rain, blowing sideways, as I left the house. I had some big...

Happy Independence Day, from our family, to yours. I know, it's a little awkward, this year. With the masks, the public shaming, and the...

From the man cave file. A trip down memory lane, thanks to my Dad, and good old eBay. Kilroy was here. Popular graffiti, from the days of...

I've watched this antler, atop this stone wall, for a lot of years, now. Dad acquired it somewhere, many moons ago, and set it here. Like...

I saw this farmer, today, getting it done, and I've been thinking about him, all day, in between dead appliances. Not this actual farmer,...

!WARNING!: Mild swears and scatological references! This old farm is one of the things that I love about Buxton. I got my first job here...