Michael “Mike” Herz, of Damariscotta, has performed brain research in physiological psychology, sailed all over the world, and worked to protect the waterways and bays that he loves throughout his life. He attributes most of these events to happenstance.
“Share the Road” has a slightly different meaning in Whitefield and other towns throughout Maine where Amish neighbors live. When many of us hear that phrase, Share the Road, we may think about people on bikes or joggers/walkers along the side of the road. But in Whitefield it also means people in horse-driven buggies.
Bayard Littlefield has a job people dream about, surrounded by riots of color and a million shades of green, immersed in the wind-borne brine of Maine’s coast and the luxurious scent of roses. Littlefield plans, plants, and tends to summer gardens and landscapes throughout Lincoln County.
Summer meals seem to be made for shrimp and prawns. Both are aquatic arthropods, part of the broad class of Crustacea that also contain lobsters and crabs. However, prawns are not just big shrimp. They differ in means of reproduction and number of claw-like legs. A prawn will have three pairs of legs, while even a very large shrimp will manage with only one pair. This may appear to be a trivia fact once they are served cooked in a dish, but may be used as a quick means for identification at a seafood market.
During an hour-long conversation with Alna resident Herman Lovejoy on Wednesday, July 7, he cited at least six times when he found himself in a life-threatening situation, and there certainly seems to be more stories of that ilk that Lovejoy decided to keep closer to his vest.
Over the past six months, through this column, I have been able to share many memories of summers on Biscay Pond and, now, life as a year-round resident. Some of my vague summer memories involve a boys’ camp located on the Fogler Road. I remember hiking down the Fogler Road as a child and seeing this camp on both sides of the road. I recall the “Camp Biscay” truck being parked in Damariscotta and I have memories of campers canoeing down the Pond.
Paul Bryant’s shipyard is full of machines and vessels from another era. Bryant, at nearly 88 years, is one of the oldest of the bunch. And yet, somehow, he and his 1960s Ford engines continue to work like a charm.
When asked, Chuck Benton isn’t sure how to explain what he does. Not because he doesn’t have anything to say, but because he has so much.
With the Fourth of July just a few days away, it is time for the Historical Society to plan for the late summer. The COVID-19 virus made it impractical to open the museum last summer and we have no plans to open it for July.
Rebecca Graham is a champion of municipal governance, but she’d be the last to say anything of the sort.
I am thinking about my daughter April, who has called me every day during the pandemic. I tell her, “I don’t want to be a burden to you,” but she insists the burden is not knowing if I am OK.
Did you know that dogs and cats can have allergies just like people? Signs of an allergic reaction in dogs and cats differ from those in people. Commonly you will see pets scratching, biting, rubbing, and/or chewing themselves. Other symptoms include, but are not limited to, head-shaking, ear problems, recurrent skin infections, skin rashes, respiratory problems, and intestinal problems.
Jefferson resident Donna Brooks has served in the charitable Lions Club International for 33 years and has dedicated her life to helping others and giving back.
In Lincoln County Julie Babb is known as an artist with a finely honed gift of observation and an earned knowledge of her favorite subject. Her bird paintings, informed by her detailed studies of anatomy and behavior, are elevated by her ability to imbue her canvases with an almost poetic realism. But Babb had a rich artistic life before she ever touched brush to canvas to paint a red-tailed hawk in flight.
This story, as told to one mother by another, is a hard one to write. Who does not love a feel-good story, one that makes you stop and smile or become teary-eyed with utter happiness? Then there are the hard-to-hear stories, the ones that reach in and crush your soul, the ones that keep you up at night, the ones that need to be written and very much need to be read. The ones that teach us a lesson and we never forget.