The ambulance comes to a stop. The doors fly open and I rush out wearing my protective suit. Thermometer in hand, I reach the patient. “How do you feel? Do you have a fever? Is it difficult to breathe?”
My name is Haley Jalbert. I grew up in Walpole, Maine, spending many days going to South Bristol to swim and fish with my parents and grandparents on the island. Throughout my teenage years, I traveled a lot. In my senior year of high school, I moved to Abu Dhabi because my father was working for a Germany company that built luxury yachts out of old, decommissioned battleships. Living in the United Arab Emirates in the Middle East was a significant change for me. During the eight months I was there, I made many friends from all over the world.
We, the visionary progressives of America, do not feel defeat. Unlike many of my colleagues, friends, and family members, I have not felt an ounce of despair in facing the reality of Bernie Sanders’ suspended campaign.
Fellow community members,
We have received many questions, concerns, and messages during this uncertain time, and felt we owed the readers an update on the company.
Greetings all! I hope everyone is doing well and taking care of yourselves and your neighbors. I hope your Easter celebrations brought you joy. It is hard being apart from our loved ones, but hopefully we will all be together again soon. Being healthy is the most important thing.
Last month, nearly overnight, Maine’s 15,000 public school teachers shifted to remote teaching in the wake of COVID-19. Within a matter of days, they got up to speed on the various online teaching methods and helped their students, who were just as uncomfortable, navigate the sudden changes.
There are 93 long-term care facilities in Maine, most of which are either nursing homes or assisted-living facilities for seniors. About a dozen of these are in Lincoln County.
We see a lot of one-upmanship going on as the people of our county respond to the coronavirus.
This is my Easter story.
Up early this morning to get to St. John the Baptist Catholic Church in Brunswick to photograph the Easter Mass. St. John’s is not in Lincoln County, but power outages prevented the service from taking place in St. Patrick’s in Newcastle. St. Patrick’s is the historic church that I have been photographing.
The second week of April has started and we both sit here in our dining room working on everyday items. We both have had a great deal of time to think and talk over the events of the past month. We have watched all the news on local TV and read our daily newspapers and have received many calls each day from our close friends near and far off.
Weird times to say the least, folks. I know the truckin’ business is suffering badly, as are most businesses. It has really sunk in how we Americans, as well as the rest of the world, have been focused on getting rich instead of getting ready.
I felt honored to be asked by The Lincoln County News to write a piece for their Easter edition this week. Then it occurred to me that its publication date would actually be Maundy Thursday, the day that Jesus was betrayed by his friends and arrested. There’s a difficulty, if you will, in trying to write about the Victory before the war has been won and when the outcome is so filled with uncertainty, but here goes.
During these challenging times, postal employees are working hard to ensure residents stay connected with their world through the mail. Whether it’s medications, a package, a paycheck, a benefits or pension check, or a bill or letter from a family member, postal workers understand that every piece of mail is important. While service like this is nothing new to us, we need our communities’ help with social distancing.
Somewhere, far south of here, a male ruby-throated hummingbird is making its way to Maine. Weighing little more than a penny, this tiny bird has been traveling since it left its winter home in southern Mexico or Central America. It has already traversed the Gulf of Mexico, flying nonstop for 500 miles. Juvenile and female hummingbirds are following its path, albeit a week or so later.