Now, it’s just me and the pie. It didn’t start that way, of course. It came as a gift from the Significant One. I mentioned apple pie, sure. I’ve never made one, and I’m not starting now. A man needs to know his limitations. When she showed some passing interest in the idea, I put…
With Lewiston, Maine, on the hearts and minds of a whole nation, we’ve experienced some heartfelt celebrity outreach in recent days. Pro footballers from the New England Patriots gave shout-outs of support to the Lewiston Blue Devils and City of Auburn Red Eddies high school football teams. It all took place before the cross-river…
It was the day of a dump run. Yes, we call it a transfer station now. I grew up in the era of the dump, the EOTD. It wasn’t a pretty time, but the name sticks. I’ll call it a dump until death; it connects me to the past, as did the stepladder. It’s a…
I remarked that the newly constructed Dunkin (formerly known nationally as Dunkin’ Donuts) looked clean and inviting. And it did. I pulled in. Sammy didn’t say anything but, “Ooooh, coffee.” We usually agree on coffee stops and are typically equally excited about the next one. My new second-cup-of-coffee-of-the-day ordering paradigm was in full force. I…
“Now, you’re sure it’s a ’79? “As sure as I can be. I have the Virginia title paperwork right in front of me. Runs like a top.” Kurt had been looking for the automobile for over nine months. He didn’t want to spend the money hauling the wrong car nine hundred miles north to Maine…
I didn’t meet Tin White by mistake. We were introduced, but not in an official sense. Tin happens to live in my glide path to Downeast. I am lucky enough to drive by his house about fifty percent of the time I head to camp. There are other ways, of course. And I tend to…
My early morning run to Portland was a welcome change from heading east. But I won’t make a habit of it. It cost me sixteen bucks to park. Thankful is the man who parks for free; I have had a lifetime of that. So, I am not being a whiner. I detest giving my money…
Being a veteran Yankee trader, I have embraced—well, side-hugged Facebook Marketplace. I would much rather deal with Craigslist, as the users tend to be older like me. The early years were spent pursuing one or two old motorcycles per year. I also bought cars, lots of them. Please don’t mistake my old pastime as…
I took a one-way flight to Columbus, Ohio. Borrowing some air travel points from the Significant One made it cheaper than dinner out, even if a party of two had a good slab of steak with something decadent for dessert. Yes, I rode back to Maine with my boy. I rode shotgun. That was the…
There are many summer days when I must drive away from the woods of Washington County to attend to business a few steps back from the Jagged Edge. While my everyday life is in central Maine, my heart is on the coast. I cannot live there full-time for a myriad of reasons. But on…